I'm gonna tell you this the same way
I told someone else, across the lines,
with some choice words about my choice.
I just want you to know.
That I'm not alright,
and I'm not alright with this.
You want to fight me on this point,
with this point in my hand, oh,
I'm not allowed to do it, you say
"Don't you dare," or "I don't give a fuck,"
and leave me to my own demise.
But I promise I'm alright.
I'm just not alright with this, it isn't
fair, you can't make that call.
You can judge my choice of pain but
if it's pleasure you're after I have to stay
in the shadows, please be silent.
Tell me how this is right.
Tell me there is justice between
what I do and what you do and
please pull it all back and say
you know it's gonna be alright.
Like I've said before, you're just
killing yourself slower than I am,
you're just taking your time.
And I don't want to be there
when it ends. |