There's only so much you can take Before it starts to brake And crumbling I'm left in the wake of my mistakes Dancing with the snakes So sickening
Some things are better left unsaid And some things are better left for dead
There is not much to it You made your bed and Now you have to deal with it 'Cause you're cold as stone And now you're on your own There is no more to it You dug your own grave Now you have to sleep in it 'Cause you're cold as stone And now you're on your own
There's a point to all of this I call it ignorance is bliss Mm, I'm wondering How all the little things that I could miss Is coming up swinging My head's just ringing
You bite off more than you can chew This time you won't be pulling through Eye for an I'll take everything I'm just beginning
Some things are better left unsaid And some things are better left for dead
There is not much to it You made your bed and Now you have to deal with it 'Cause you're cold as stone And now you're on your own There is no more to it You dug your own grave Now you have to sleep in it 'Cause you're cold as stone And now you're on your own
You brought a gun to a bomb fight You got teeth but no real bite
You brought a gun to a bomb fight
There is not much to it You made your bed and Now you have to deal with it 'Cause you're cold as stone And now you're on your own There is no more to it You dug your own grave Now you have to sleep in it 'Cause you're cold as stone And now you're on your own