I never got it right,
that's how this breaks down.
I never see things through,
I always carry the weight for you, for you.
And now I hesitate,
with every step I take
I fear my back might break
if I don't leave today.
Always trying to please everyone
that I met and I ended up losing it all
but all that shit is gone,
all that shit is gone.
I guess I felt abused,
is that something you choose?
In a cheap disguise,
I did everything for you.
Always trying to please everyone that I met
and I eneded up losing it all
but all that shit is gone,
all that shit is gone.
All that shit is gone,
all that shit is gone.
I never got it right,
I always carry the weight for you.