Artist: Sum 41
Album: Does This Look Infected?
Song: Billy Spleen
Label: Island Records

I'm heading for the end,
On top of this bullshit,
I don't want to hear it.
I found my way again,
It's hard to explain,
And I know that I hate it.
I don't feel this could be real.
I find so hard,
I'm fallin' apart,
So much so much for what for what we said.

No matter what I say,
You turn your back away.
It's never gonna break you.
It's never gonna make you fall.
No matter what I say,
You turn your back away.
It's never going to break you,
It's never going to make you fall.

This fake reality,
I never can make up,
The time that you take up.
It's my worst enemy.
I'm on a mission to feed my addiction.
So sick of thoughts so empty.
It's well overflowed,
I'm bound to explode.
So much so much for what for what we said.

No matter what I say,
You turn your back away.
It's never going to break you.
It's never going to make you fall.
No matter what I say,
You turn your back away,
It's never going to break you.
It's never going to make you fall.

Somehow,
Between the lines it's clearer.
Locked down,
Chained up to the mirror.
Somehow,
Between the lines it's clearer.
Locked down,
It takes a part of me.

So.

I'm heading for the end,
On top of this bullshit,
I don't want to hear it.
I found my way again.
It's hard to explain,
And I know that I hate it.
I don't feel this could be real.
I find so hard,
I'm fallin' apart.
So much so much for what for what we said.

No matter what I say,
You turn your back away.
It's never going to break you.
It's never going to make you fall.
No matter what I say,
You turn your back away.
It's never going to break you,
It's never going to make you fall.