"i'll forgive you

but i hope you never forgive yourself"

i got toy guns with a real gun sound
but they're no fun when no one's around
i've lost one night of sleep
for each friend i've found
and i'm tired,
but i'll keep movin
till i hit the ground

well. they'll tell you to run and run
till you trip.
casually you'll miss one- slip
tumble and roll- and this is what
they call bliss.
miss. just let me speak-
ask you one thing. this.
would you really stop smiling-
and deprive the world your gift?

don't you worry
i'm still gonna smile
i'm gonna heal,
though it might take awhile
i can barely walk
but i just wanna run
i'll prove those motherfuckers all wrong
-when i'm done-

i don't need his sympathy,
don't need his help
i'm gonna dream big
and i'll do it myself!

and while you're waiting on pleasure
let me swallow your pain.
empty your heart to my ears
and your soul to my vein
let time heal your heart
your own words- heal your brain
at the end of the day- it's just yourself
and your pulse that remain

i got a toy heart
with a real heart sound
i realized i'm happy
when he's not around
so i'll roll on west
and cover my ground
i'll trade all my pain
for the love i have found

cause there's so many pages left to go
one for every sorrow i know
two for the money, three for the show
and that sweet chariot swings low...