I dreamt I saw you
And you were happy
But part of me died with your sadness
But don’t call me cruel
I’ve grown very used to being needed
As your soldier
To the end

I like to keep you
Nestled beneath me
For security
But you’re not happy
I dreamt I let you
Decide to leave me
It wasn’t worth it
You didn’t need me
Don’t ever tell me
There’s life without me
I’d have no purpose
And still feel empty

I like to keep you
Nestled beneath me
For security
But you’re not happy

I like to keep you
Nestled beneath me
For security
But you’re not happy

Everything I get is already broken
Everyone I meet is need of repair
Every time I speak it’s already spoken
Every future plan finds me under-prepared

You gotta wiggle the handle
You gotta jiggle the key
You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to…

My whole world is held together with duct tape
All seems fine but deep inside I’m gasping for air
The odds are watching me for any mistake that I make
It takes alot to give a damn while fronting like you don’t even care

You gotta wiggle the handle
You gotta jiggle the key
You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to…
You gotta jiggle the handle
You gotta wiggle the keys
You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to…
Me, yeah
Me, yeah

Rock my hoopdie pushing off into the sunset
Failure on my radio and into the air
Pass the exit sign and we’ll be out of New Jersey
Leave this mess behind and always carry a spare

You gotta wiggle the handle
You gotta jiggle the key
You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to…
You gotta jiggle the handle
You gotta wiggle the key
You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to…
Me, yeah
Me, yeah

There’s a hole in my heart where you fell out
And a hole in my soul was filled with doubt
And no one’s excited cause the worst was expected
They had me convinced you looked for me
They all still pretend that we would be dancing in the clouds
The joy, the times
Good bye to rainy days

How’s it supposed to feel once all you thought had died?
Keep looking back at how I held on to your lies

I won’t ask the questions anymore
When your answers are all rehearsed and forced
And no one’s excited cause the worst was expected
I struggle to work with what was left
From the deal of a lifetime off my chest
Dancing in the clouds
The joy, the times
Good bye to rainy days

How’s it supposed to feel once all you thought had died?
Keep looking back at how I held on to your lies

I held on to your lies
No one will feel this way.
There’s a hole in my heart
Where you fell out
When the hole in my soul
Was filled with doubt
And no one’s excited
Cause the worst was expected

Give me
One more chance to answer for the needing
And take my rhyme away from me just let me get across the feelings
I don’t think i’m aware of it today
Oh, it’s the feelings
I don’t think I’m aware of it today
And you…

Give them
The answers that they wanted from the start and
And leave me
Alone from your excuses while I run from your abusiveness
To reasons I’m still here
You see, there’s problems deeper than your own
The more that I stay, the more clear
I see there’s problems deeper than our own
And you…

Selfish
Self fish does what self fish wants
He swims beneath the cold fronts
And the rhythm that you give
You know, I never liked him anyway
The more that I stay, the more clear
I see there’s problems deeper than our own
The more that I stay, the more clear
I see there’s problems deeper than our own
And you…

You got, you got, you got
Nothing to say and I got nothing to lose
Yeah, check it out!

I’m sick of feeling trapped by my own rules
Cause there’s a sense of control that I lose

I got, I got, I got, I got
My own opinions, I got rights to abuse
I got reasons to fear the things that I shouldn’t do
I got, I got this evil streak in me that wants to prevail
But I keep it cool

I’m sick of feeling trapped by my own rules
Cause there’s a sense of control that I lose
So don’t bring me down, cause you won’t like the sound baby

It’s as if I’m a kite attached to my past
On the sand, on the ground
I feel as if I’m flying somewhere, always not around
Don’t fool yourself
You speak too fast
The subtlety like most your life
Was never meant to last
The future days unfold me
But my history down upon the ground forever, and ever gets to hold onto me
Gets to hold onto me
Gets to hold onto me

So don’t bring me down (I’m sick of feeling trapped by my own rules)
You won’t like the sound (Cause there’s a sense of control that I lose)
So don’t bring me down (I’m sick of feeling trapped by my own rules)
You won’t like the sound (Cause there’s a sense of control that I lose)
I’m sick of feeling trapped by my own rules (You won’t like the sound)
Cause there’s a sense of control that I lose (You won’t like the sound)
I’m sick of feeling trapped by my own rules
Cause there’s a sense of control that I…

Why is it so hard for me
Just to let you go and to let you be?
Was I born with no ability to be happy?
To be happy?

Why is it so hard for me (Why so hard?)
Just to let you go and to let you be? (Let you be)
Was I born with no ability to be happy?
To be happy?

Maybe I should let you know
I find it hard to let you go

No more romantic plan
I’ve put up and done my best
Don’t want to lead the blind to scenic landscapes on my chest
I’m leaving you here to rest

No, I don’t want to pull your weight forever
No more pretending that we’ll be together
I’m empty handed when I carried you so long
Don’t get in

I’m saying I told you so
I’m saying I should have known
I’ve got enough weight to pull without your fingers on my plate
I’m so glad I let you go

No, I don’t want to pull your weight forever
No more pretending that we’ll be together
I’m empty handed when I carried you so long
Don’t get in

Hating and waiting, frustrating, debating
And feeding and taking and building and breaking
Needing and needing till life was receding
And sinking in puddles of tears from you
Hating and waiting, debating
And feeding and taking and building and breaking
Completing
And needing and needing
And needing and needing
I’m leaving
There’s nothing that you can do

No, I don’t want to pull your weight, no I
No more pretending that we’ll be together
I carried you