Said i whispered catastrophe
Into your lips,
But you feel imprecise
Like you're something I missed,
Don't get tired of me
Don't get tired of me
Don't get...
'Cause you did pretty well,
But you did me no good
When you shouldered that weight
Just to prove that you could
Don't get confident yet
Don't get confident yet
Don't get...
But you to talk to much to walls
That you could imitate them all.
Stumbling and sweating and stalking my pulse
No surprise I don't get much done.
Swearing and stealing and stripping my ranks
No surprise I don't give much thanks.
You've got 22 stars
On the jacket you wear,
And a girl in your thoughts
Who don't want to be there
Don't hold onto the past
Don't hold onto the past
Dont' hold...
I pursued what want
Till it's all that i got,
And I saw everything else
Sold off in a lot
There's a sequence to things
There's a sequence to things
I think...
But you wear so many names
That they all start to sound the same.
Stumbling and sweating and stalking my pulse
No surprise I don't get much done.
Swearing and stealing and stripping my ranks
No surprise I don't give much thanks.
And it bothered up your stone smile
When I fathered something worthwhile,
But you saw my love retire,
And you stoked it like a fire.
Don't get tired of me
Don't get tired of me
Don't get...
Don't be tired of me
Don't be tired of me
Don't be...
Were you sorry for my loss?
All the good you carted off,
And feeling from afar
Don't it get hard?
Were you capable
Of seeing this through?
Were you capable
Of paying your due?
Were you capable
Of meeting halfway?
Were you capable...