Friend, Leader. PhemieC

[Verse 1]
There will be no soft sounds this time, no arms, not mine at least
Should've expected this, I guess, no "shh" can soothe your beast
And it was my problem once, that violence inside your eyes
Bright red and high with death and pie, and rage that never dies

And I used to blame myself, then I blamed everybody else, but never you
'Cause you were just a messed up kid
Who'd step in it, get scared and sit
And pray for goats and gods who would know what to forbid

And when you would reach out, well I'd run my big mean mouth and make it worse
And maybe I deserve that hurt
Destruction of my universe
So if you've gotta beat somebody up don't make it her

[Chorus]
I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader anymore
I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader
Not a leader
Not a leader, friend

[Verse 2]
No more attempts to make you see, I tried, he succeeded, oh well
But what I can say to a girl who'd play with a noose of excuses until
Her big wicked grin disappears in the smoke, and crack goes the rope pulled true
I know enough about doubt and hating myself to tell that you now know it too