Lost lyrics

Stay poor and die trying
Take the drugs I didn't take
Lay the whores I didn't lay because I was too afraid
That I might like it
Carry scissors with your teeth
Bury your burdens underneath your lover's skin

Pack a bag and pick a fight
Lead with your left and leave while your lies still breathe
Wherever you arrive, pick another fight
And leave the f*cking bag behind

You may be wondering
Where all this wandering leads
You're lost but at least
You've nowhere to be and no one to leave you

Truth or dare - are you on fire?
And if so, how do you know?
And if not, do you burn to be?
Because I do when I see you but you can't see me

And you may be wandering driveway to driveway drunk
A ghost without a house to haunt
The last of my feral friends, I know you're lonely
But don't waste your breath telling me
That you want what I have
No one believes you