Unlucky seventeen, already handed plans for the future
glamour obsessed, told how to dress, and shown how to think
and i don't have a job, but i can show you how to be a slob
so many days, wasted and glazed
sometimes i laugh aloud as i think about,
you asking me "please can you help?"
can't help my self
I'm not your savior, i'm not who you want me to be
a cowardly mistake i've made so many times before, refusing to break
cut my losses ties them with you, like a good boy i'll pretend
and promise not to do it again
Do you remember when, life was so simple and permanent?
everyone's changed, "everyone's cool", everyone sucks
but i can't seem to complain, exciting and new is just not there
you're getting scared
I'm not your savior, never thought i was anyway
i'm a void with empty promises that backs out late
never said i'd change, taking back the words that we spoke
like a fuel tank running dry, you'll believe it when i choke