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So I knew you weren't faking

About your dreams

Because when you're waking

Everything's what it seems

I know you got roses

You want to throw on my grave

But all the time you

You can't seem to stray



Oh, doesn't it hurt

To see me reaching

Words and excuses lame

Well it's time for bleeding






So mama, don't hit the fruit jar

I'd rather see you hit me

Just cause you go too far

And I'll lose what's real

You'll out fine, babe

Like father, like son

I was wasted at the forkroads

I'm too old to run



Oh, doesn't it hurt

To see me reaching

Words and excuses lame

Well it's time for bleeding



So if it's pity I need

Or rejection, I bleed

Cause I never

Cause I never

Cause I never

Asked for nothing



So mama, don't hit the fruit jar

I'd rather see you hit me

Just cause you go too far

And I'll lose what's real



Oh, doesn't it hurt

To see me reaching

Words and excuses lame

Well it's time for bleeding