[Verse]
As if you're one to compromise philosophy
Well lop the head off off the beast
Possibly, attention seeks, in your dreams
Think again, said it once
Fuck responsibilities!
Well, fuck the thought of making friends
Beyond what I can comprehend!
I thought (you / she) fucking loved me, man?
Can't you see that you're above this?
Well losing sleep and love does not become you

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a fucking joke to think you'd rather choke on nuggets
A fraction of what once you were
The tinted lens is cracked and crafted
By a faulty master by his wacky past nostalgia
It just turns out you were badly fucking hurt!

And so your worth, it stacks up poorly to the standard left by her
It just turns out you were badly fucking hurt!

[Verse]
Like a, true John Wayne or the buddy cop
The muddy mind, the stuff that's made a legend at the top
The ebb and flow of echelons
The red pill's gone and-
Down your crutch!
Well you can see for miles
So still your reach exceeds your grasp and such!
Achieve the people's quote of sympathy
Your issue's not the symptom
But rather what you've been cooking in the kitchen
Preconditions, in addition to conceptions
You're amiss among the smoke, not the exception to your cause

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause that would be a fucking joke!
To think you'd rather choke on that
A fraction of what once you were
The tinted lens is cracked
So why the fuck would you go back to her?

I'm on repeat, I'm on repeat
Undisputed leach in conversation points
Don't you see that I've-

[Verse]
Got my reasons, seasoned veteran wheezing
Coughed up lungs to and from my parent teacher meetings
Need something heavier;
Barely fit the bevy
The barrier of the Beverly's
Rarely cure even merrily
Poppin' pills like Xanax!
Wide spread appeal
Granted work in progress
How the hell you're meant to feel?
That's fucking madness!
Well you're a walking demo reel
Of what happens when the impulse of your actions takes the wheel!
[Pre-Chorus]
So consider you're the winner, the better, the wiser
Clever insider of lives less lived and minding your own damn business!
A little speculation goes a ways for what it's worth
My two cents is it just turns out you were badly fucking hurt!

[Chorus]
Ohhh, God willing!
He's a joker
No kiddin'
Be open to the dirt!
It just turns out you were badly fucking hurt!

Massive cooling push and pull of the daily grind
I think you'll surely find
It just turns out you were badly fucking hurt!

[Bridge]
Misplaced intentions!
Wishing she begged him to stop!
Now she can't stand her own flesh!
He's hooked on dumb parking lots!
She sees a therapist weekly!
He wages war on God!
She's paranoid in her sexting!
He wakes up at night just to sob!
[Chorus]
Well Jesus loves them!
They're special in their own little way!
She's off to start her own little crusade!

He takes his bows as he drops from the stage!...
Well, it just turns out you were badly fucking hurt!