you must have gave up before you found
the lessons told by mistakes you hold
well they’re coming round like your karma never did
you must have let them push you down
you’re hopeless lying on the floor
cause you thought no one would be counting score again
well you’re wrong, again
well you’re wrong, they did
and it’s all about the pain
and it’s all about the choices you make
seems so funny now you’re crawling towards
your antidote of blaming someone else
for your pain
why do so called friends bring you down?
i thought i told you once before
the "first layer" type nice won’t make you whole
you must not have spoke because you found
words fill you with so much pain
but do you think they dug the hole you’re standing in
well you’re wrong, again
well you’re wrong, you did
and it’s all about the pain
and it’s all about the choices you make
seems so funny now you’re crawling towards
your antidote of blaming someone else
and then you say, how did this happen to me?
and then you say, why did this happen to me?
you try so hard sometimes too much
to be something that maybe you’re not
that’s how this happened
to me
i guess you’re just like me
and it’s all about the pain
and it’s all about the choices we’ve made
seems so funny now we’re crawling towards
standing up and speaking for ourselves
without the pain