Pulley - Barf Lyrics
why every time when something hurts someonealways comes up and wants to make it worse?i'll never make the cover of a rolling stone,but at least i know my life's my ownon my back porch what it will mean.on my notes tell me what they'll mean.splitting up the difference between one and twodoesn't make a difference between me and youwhat the signs they say the trucks are weaving backand forth on any day but sunday at four o' clockand the meter's running too latenow put your quarter in and you know you won't be found.i know inside that your're afraid of mei've become all the thingsthat i said i would be something morethan rehearsed the pain i feel contained,i look in the mirror and i saw someone else.