Monthly archives: July, 2010

By Sum 41

I caught myself singing this in the shower…weird eh? Of course, I has also dreamed I had a cigarette the night before last. Sometimes I think it might just be mood or my subC doing that whole primal need thing. I used to have a self destructive streak a mile wide, and had to ditch everything that allowed me to lose control. There were a LOT of very hard lessons learned in that and no few very dear friends lost (not to mention innocent bystanders that got run over (figuratively).

-T.

I tried to be perfect,
But nothing was worth it,
I don’t believe it makes me real.
I thought it’d be easy,
But no one believes me,
I meant all the things I said.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

This place is so empty,
My thoughts are so tempting,
I don’t know how it got so bad.
Sometimes it’s so crazy,
that nothing can save me,
But it’s the only thing that I have.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

I tried to be perfect,
It just wasn’t worth it,
Nothing could ever be so wrong.
It’s hard to believe me,
It never gets easy,
I guess I knew that all along.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.