Telling Stories

Okay, it's time to get it straight with you
I'm trying to tell the truth or to be honest
I've been feeling like a ton of bricks
I can be such a prick (bitch)
I'm sorry, thanks for being here
Nobody ever listens to me

Emily loves her job, she loves her health, care
She says it feels good to love just a little bit of yourself
I know she's right but it's hard to tell
'Cause I wouldn't know how it feels
Do you cry yourself to sleep sometimes?
You can't win

Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
An endless fight
Now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make

And jack didn't know shit
He got far but he didn't know when to quit
Showing off but he's gotta get a grip, yeah (grip, yeah)
Jack just can't live without it
Don't be a man about it now
If you hold it in, you gotta let it out
You gotta help yourself, put the bottle down
If you try, you might like what you find
Just saying

Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
An endless fight now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make

Everybody else
Everybody only talks about themselves
Have you ever felt lost in a window
Desperate to be loved but just being thrown out?

Ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything
One more night dying on the inside
Dying trying to get it right
Is anybody listening?

Don't waste my time telling stories
I've wasted mine
An endless fight now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop
Never had a real job
Never had anything on a plate
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
It's a shame
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make
Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make