Cautionary Tale - Dylan LeBlanc

I feel I’m flying blind when I know that my mind won’t believe me

Not much to be said when my heart and my head still deceive me

Don’t offer up help that you know that I won’t be needing

Cause I do it to myself, like I never get tired of bleeding

Can I trust you now

Not to pull me out

Of this cautionary tale that you know that I won’t be reading

Make another dime just to lose it in time, what’s the meaning?

They’ll take what they can get for work can be sad, oh believe me

And I know I’ve been there to follow the night I guess always

If I can make outside of these narrow-minded hallways

Can I trust you now

Not to pull me out

Of this cautionary tale that you know that I won’t be reading

Cautionary tale that you know that I won’t be reading

Cautionary tale that you know that I won’t be reading

Cautionary tale that you know that I won’t be reading

Cautionary tale to my own avail I’ll be leaving

Cautionary tale that you know that I won’t be reading