Slam the door and grab the phone
Like a pistol against my head
Ask your machine where are you
Damn it never knows
Did i just leave a message or a suicide note?
Try to suck the words back down my throat
And i don't know how long i can hold out
Hold on, hold on
When i see ya girl i wanna change
My clothes, my eyes, my hair, my face
Gotta get away, so i can be myself
Myself
Now youre staring in the mirror
Trying to see what i see
Till you don't even recongnize yourself
Darting empty bottles and broken glass
All tangled up in you, you
But everyone's got someone they can't have
I got you
When i see ya girl i wanna change
My clothes, my eyes, my hair, my face
I'll be anything, but i can't be myself, myself
I dont know how long i can hold out
I don't know how long i can hold out
Tonight this phone feels like a pistol
Black and cold against my temple
Did i leave a message or a suicide note
(i don't know how long i can hold out)
Suck the words back down my throat
(i don't know how long i can hold out)
Gotta suck the words back down my throat
When i see ya girl i wanna change
My clothes, my eyes, my hair, my face
And every word that gets away is going off like a cherry bomb
Like a shmuck outta luck
Full of sand in the clover
Im bendin im breakin
I'm shaking all over
I'll be anything, but i can't be myself, myself, myself
Got me slipping and sliding and tossing and turning
And coming and creaming
And crashing and burning
I'll be anything, but i can't be myself, myself
Myself