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Don't make me do it |
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Don't make me sell the things I love |
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There's too much happening in this world |
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Don't choose the other side right away |
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It's been left alone for a while |
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If I can get to the words before that first smoke |
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Everything seems to come out differently |
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Leaving a large hole in my hip |
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I've never tried to quit |
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Here I go with the first drag of the day |
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Sometimes it makes me fall backwards |
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On back into bed |
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Don't stop me, don't correct me |
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Please don't interfere with me |
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I'm trying to write as fast as I can |
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Yesterday wasn't so bad |
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I thought it a little worse than it was |
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I don't know why I tried to sabotage my day |
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I wanted everything my own way |
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I wanted it all my own way, so don't apologize |
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I learn to devise these ways of explaining away now |
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Happenstance, you don't let me take a stand |
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And it sits inside on the great white picket fence deep inside |
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Someday that fence is going to fall in your yard |
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And I hope you didn't plant anything |
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Too precious, too close to the boundary |
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It's starting to sound like it's time to sign off |
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But for once I feel like something might have happened |
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Maybe I can't show this to you |
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And maybe I can't show you everything |
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Some things have to be precious and pure |
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Some things have to stay inside of me |
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Or else I've given everything away |
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I wanted it all this way |
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I learn to devise these ways of explaining away |
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So don't blame me, I won't blame you |
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It's just the first drag of the day |
