Bleeding from your head
You should pull it out instead
No one comes to see
Failing from the start
Taking every scene apart
Loathing life and me
And everybody thinks I’m gone for good
But I believe I know my head
Breaking up the cop
Begging everyone to stop
Holding lines for free
And everybody thinks you’re gone for good
But I believe I know your head
Did you hear about Ryan and his broken head?
Did you learn about your fashion layin on your bed?
We had time, stocked and barreled find
You have no use left for me
Yes and you find you have no use left for me
Every little plan
Well it’s waving like a hand
Now too far to see
And everybody thinks we’re gone for good
But I believe I know our head
Did you run across Richard with a hand that could?
Did you race ‘round bleedin like you said you would?
Yeah we had time, stocked and barreled find
You have no use left for me
Yes and you find you have no use left for me
