Crosby Sux

I think I've spent too many

of my days and my nights

drink after drink watching hockey

and looking for a fight



Even my nearest and dearest will suffice, this is rough.

I just can't get enough

and I'm as cold as the ice.



Have I forgotten how to skate?

Have I ever even learned?

I hope it isn't too late.



So if I can shut my fucking mouth this time

can you show me life aside from the ladder I climb?

Oh I'm a god damned vault - trouble hearing but I listen well.

So paint me red, spill it all, and I swear that I won't tell.



And I value these conversations

some people take them for granted

I wish they'd refrain all they do is complain



I think i've spent too much of my time

and my money talking to cats, smoking cigarettes

Ain't it funny how therapeutic it can be?

But it's not my idea of therapy.



Abraham don't give a shit about my regrets.

Have I forgotten what it means to be free?

Or have I never been free?



So if I can shut my fucking mouth this time

can you show me life aside from the ladder I climb?

Oh I'm a god damned vault - trouble hearing but I listen well.

So paint me red, spill it all, and I swear that I won't tell.



I won't tell