This feeling’s okay
Yeah, it’s alright
But it could be better, man
I don’t mean to fight
Still we do
And I don’t know why
You take it out
You take it out
You take it out on me
Your innocent eyes
So quickly devised
A blanket of wrongs
And a series of lies
But I digress
How’s loneliness?
You take it out
You take it out
You take it out on me
You need me
But you don’t know
Give me a piece
Of that gold in your head
We’re broken
But we don’t know
Left on our own
In this march to the end
You take it out
You take it out
You take it out on me
