How I Survived Bobby Mackey's Personal Hell

Well if there's one thing that i'm sure of
It's that i think too much
About shit that doesn't matter
And i don't think enough
About things that makes a difference
But would that even make a difference
Doing anything at all would be overkill
You left some holes in the plotline
I left some holes in your clothes
And we can argue semantics
over who left who first
But one thing's for sure
i needed you most
You left some holes in the plotline
I left some holes in your clothes
And we can argue semantics
over who left who first
But one thing's for sure
i needed you most
I'm not good at very much
But i've got just a few exceptional skills
That i doubt anyone could hold a candle to
For instance
i can go three months or more
Without ever being sure of anything
And i can transcend my existence
with thoughts and words
And when i say transcend
i mean demean
You left some holes in the plotline
I left some holes in your clothes
And we can argue semantics
over who left who first
But one thing's for sure
i needed you most
Nothing says i miss you quite
like i'm running out of time nothing says
i hate you now
like getting sweat stains on a knife
i am killing time with a razor blade
It is begging for its life
I am killing time with a razor blade
It is begging for its life
You left some holes in the plotline
I left some holes in your clothes
And we can argue semantics
over who left who first
But one thing's for sure
i needed you most