renee's blackout

i'll get out if you wanna stay in.
i'll wander the drive till eight in the morning
and hang my head where people can see me.
if i don't deserve for you to believe me, no,
then it's all a waste.
if it makes any better,
i'll be a hurricane
moving by on my way out.

when you feel like you have been handed
a dummy reel?? you should have abandoned,
i'll pour my tears into the piano.
i'll strike the keys on all of the wrong notes, notes,
'cause it's all a waste.
if it makes any better,
i'll be a hurricane
moving by on my way out.

'cause what i deserve
is something that's real
but really is so so much worse
than you could ever be to me.

it's nicotine in your bloodstream,
alcohol, and coffee beans.
all the things you're learning not to need.

it's morning rain, the song you sang
on your ride to work
when your tight praying??
clicks in a rhythm you can't keep.
i don't know why, but i don't believe.