Edthepoet

These Tearing Seams


It never rains it pours
My friend..well let me stop you there..
It always comes in three\'s
My friend..did you not hear what I just said?

Save me the bullshit bar talk
Please save your breathe
I don\'t wanna talk about it
Which part don\'t you get?
Save me the bullshit clichés
Please save your breathe
I don\'t wanna think about it
My boot is what you\'ll get..

No I don\'t wanna drink
I don\'t wanna touch
I never knew a heart
Could ever hurt so much
N I\'m not sure what\'s left
Of who I use to be
Or how much longer they can hold
On to these tearing seams.