Lyrics

My Gift to You

Good luck finding me
I'm hiding underneath the streets
on 24th and Broadway
Can you find me?

I can't stand you anymore
Your voice kills my ears
and i can't stand the things you say
or why you're a whore

I want the same day
so i can repeat it
so i can lead it back
to the hell it came from

i dont know why
I'd say a word to you
and let you know
what i was hiding
just for you

i dont think you get it yet
i'm spinning in circles
and lying to you

and i can hear you now
every word you say burns my ears
my mind is going overdrive

If i had my choice
i'd leave your ass right now
on the curb, sitting
staring at the crowd one last time

can you hear my voice
screaming over the PA
can you hear me complain
go your own way