Telling Stories - Neck Deep

Okay, it’s time to get it straight with you

I’m trying to tell a truth or to be honest

I’ve been feeling like a ton of bricks

I can be such a prick (bitch)

I’m sorry, thanks for being here

Nobody ever listens to me

Emily loves her job and she loves her health (care)

She says it feels good, to love just a little bit of yourself

I know she’s right but it’s hard to tell

Cuz I wouldn’t know how it feels

Do you cry yourself to sleep sometimes?

You can’t win

Don’t waste my time, telling stories

I’ve wasted mine.

An endless fight

Now it’s been ten years standing at the bus stop

Never had a real job

Never had anything on a plate

It’s a shame

It’s not the things you know

It’s the friends you make

And Jack didn’t know shit

He got far but he didn’t know when to quit

Showing off but he’s gotta get a grip, yeah

But Jack just can’t live without it

Don’t be a man about it now

If you hold it in, you gotta let it out

You gotta help yourself, put the bottle down

If you try, you might like what you find

Just saying

Don’t waste my time, telling stories

I’ve wasted mine.

An endless fight

Now it’s been ten years standing at the bus stop

Never had a real job

Never had anything on a plate

It’s a shame

It’s not the things you know

It’s the friends you make

Everybody else

Everybody only talks about themselves

Have you ever felt lost in the window?

Desperate to be loved but just being thrown out?

Ten years standing at the bus stop

Never had a real job

Never had anything

One more night dying on the inside

Dying trying to get it right

Is anybody listening?

Don’t waste my time, telling stories

I’ve wasted mine.

An endless fight

Now it’s been ten years standing at the bus stop

Never had a real job

Never had anything on a plate

It’s a shame

It’s not the things you know

It’s the friends you make

It’s a shame

It’s not the things you know

It’s the friends you make

It’s not the things you know

It’s the friends you make