[Verse 1]
There's a hatchet, got a knife
When I awoke there was nothing real in this life
But dreams are so intoxicating
When you're doing this alone
Gun, rope, brick on the way
But words have no meaning
When it's you that says, "I really do care"
No baby I, I really do care
[Chorus]
Innocence gone
Never take friendship personal
If you can't hold yourself together
Why should I hold you now?
In a sense gone
Never take friendship personal
If you can't hold yourself together
Why should I hold you now?
[Verse 2]
Once a skeptic, now the critic
And you think that you finally
Found a place of your own
Amongst the cold and timid souls
Where only failure knows your name
Look around for the closest to blame
But look no further than the
Hands beneath your arms
And now you're six feet down
Buried with, with your passing fame, fame, fame, fame
There's a hatchet, got a knife
When I awoke there was nothing real in this life
But dreams are so intoxicating
When you're doing this alone
Gun, rope, brick on the way
But words have no meaning
When it's you that says, "I really do care"
No baby I, I really do care
[Chorus]
Innocence gone
Never take friendship personal
If you can't hold yourself together
Why should I hold you now?
In a sense gone
Never take friendship personal
If you can't hold yourself together
Why should I hold you now?
[Verse 2]
Once a skeptic, now the critic
And you think that you finally
Found a place of your own
Amongst the cold and timid souls
Where only failure knows your name
Look around for the closest to blame
But look no further than the
Hands beneath your arms
And now you're six feet down
Buried with, with your passing fame, fame, fame, fame
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