I get tired of the heart attacks
Every time it rains
Put myself on the waiting list
And get it all cleared up

You’re the one with the attitude
Don’t try and make me out
To be the root of the evil and
A whole lot other stuff

Lay back and suffer now
We both earned our award
Lay back and suffer now
We’ve both earned our award

Buried deep in a telegram I’m sure I never got
Past any clue of the whereabouts of all the things I lost
Just because you were right before doesn’t mean you’re right
To make up now would just vindicate every doubt I had

It’s not as simple as how much you think you care
You would’ve never known when to take the hands
Broken glass aside my feelings stay the same
Covered head to toe with blood and feel inspired