mondaynight

Everything I touch turns to shit
Everyone I try to love won't hear of it
Now my hands are overfull of things I'd like to give
Does anybody want it
Does anybody want it
Does anybody want me

I've been mapping it out
I don't know what's wrong with me but I wish that it was something else

I wonder if this is how I pay for the things I've broken carelessly
Nobody wants to step on it
I guess I'll just keep drinking