Where were you yesterday, today
I'll be face down tonight
reminiscing with empty containers
that might have some refills left
Lost again, and I'm tired of trying
to be a part of something thats not there
invitations are spoken freely
still my kind isn't welcomed in
I'm on the outside watching...
I'd hate to end it all so quickly
some things that never began
we spent so many days alive
and yet we still haven't lived
I want something real for me
somethings that will never go
I want a fucking guarantee
a life that I don't deserve
