you're so small
but your mind is so big
your mind is so big
you can't handle it
when you turn someone away from you
you do it for yourself
you don't deserve a thing, do you?
you and nobody else
all you have is pretty songs
and those that sing along
the quiet strum of your guitar
quells the inner wrong
but now the set list's crumpled up
a reminder of the past
replaced by a scribbled "god forgive me"
when you couldn't forgive yourself
we sit and cry and think of you
and i hope you know
death leads you to nowhere
but where else is there to go?
