where were you yesterday, today

I'll be face down tonight

reminising with empty containers

that might have some refills left



lost again, and I'm tired of trying

to be a part of something thats not there

invitations are spoken freely

still my kind isnt welcomed in



I'm on the outside watching...



I'd hate to end it all so quickly

some things that never began

we spent so many days alive

and yet we still havent lived



I want something real for me

somethings that will never go

I want a fucken guarentee

a live that I dont deserve