You are after all the boys
That break your heart and strain your voice
Your head's buried in pillows, screaming again
You are looking for that guy
To hold your head up when you cry
But you will not find him in those men
I'll give you one more chance to see the light
To sort out the wrong from the right
One more chance to get this passed
To pull your head out of your ass
One more chance before it bites
Clear your eyes and see the light
Believing everything they say
The truthful lyres guide your way
Spinning in circles, you fall to the ground
Composure starting to deplete
The ground crumbles beneath your feet
Moral earthquake, breaking you down
Asking for their help, although not needed
Purpose of Good Samaritan defeated
You're the one guilty of committing these crimes
Allow me to elaborate on what you're hearing
It is the sound of no one caring
You cried wolf one too many times
I gave you your last shot to see the light
To sort out the wrong from the right
One more chance to get this passed
To pull your head out of your ass
One more chance before it bites
You didn't clear your eyes to see the light.
Author notes
About a loved one that can't see the truth
