The Art Of Misplacing Firearms — текст песни (Saves The Day)

(I guess the only reality is the one you seem to believe in.
Well I`m walking out, this is the last time, I feel like shit.
This isn`t the way to treat old friends...)
Let`s go again
Set me up
Watch me stand on top of my old house
Watch me spinning and watch me seeing the melon sky
Oh, look it`s so beautiful tonight
But I was feeling so sweet
I could barely breathe so deep
But you had to come along
You had to shatter everything
Why`d you even fuck her in the first place?
Friends don`t mean a thing when you can actually feel the knife sticking in your spine
For a second there I thought I was fine
But oh, whatever
I`ve tasted my own blood, and now every time you walk on by, I feel like spitting in your eye
This is not the way I pictured getting hurt.