Tell Me a Lie, I'll Tell You A Tale to Compliment It

I'm picking at my teeth
because I'm looking for your taste
but to no avail, all I found was sadness
so in frustration I broke my radio
and all you left was my head feeling like a rodeo

I wont sell you my head, but you can borrow it
for as long as you want, hell it's already yours
I just want to kiss your neck, I wanna breathe
my own breath, but my jaw is broken and my
throat, well its closed and it's tight
when my skies go grey and theres no light
left to taste my own sweat

pouring from my broken bleeding pores
from us slamming doors
to what the future could be or what
it couldnt be, just to realize that the only one
closing the doors is actually me
because all in all I just want to be free

one day i'll be in a coffin
maybe an urn in your living room
maybe in some other poor widows basement
hidden away with locked up pictures
but theres a dream locked in my chest cavity
that belongs with you and your signitures
end with my name

this song is about so many things
and now I'm confused
because the meanings are vague
and now I realize that this must be growing up
so I must have a lot of it to do
Theres only so much room for a big shoe
in my future to fill and feel sweat

pouring from my broken bleeding pores
from us slamming doors
to what the future could be or what
it couldnt be, just to realize that the only one
closing the doors is actually me
because all in all I just want to be free

one less truck to drive into trains
laughing like a lunatic
because I can only think
if you make me so happy why is this song so sad?

maybe it's all I can be, maybe it's all I can do.

Maybe the message is clear now, I'm so scared.

Jesus Christ, we're all fucking scared