Texty: Front Runner (The). Summer 2003 Demo. Concrete And Stitches.

Smoked out look in your eyes, why am I not so surprised?
where did you find the extra lung to start your breathing again?
my face hits the curb side, I am your victim tonight
why am I the one who sticks the knife in my own chest?

I know some things about you, that aren't appetizing to me
I find out things about you

Fucked up look in your eyes, why am I not so surprised?
where did you find the extra time to put that smile on your face?
who's your victim tonight? who's face will you throw curb side?
I hope your perfect little world decides to crumble down on you

I know some things about you, that aren't appetizing to me
I find out things about you

Tt's only a matter of time until we bleed in sympathy
but not for you, I will never bleed for you

run away from yourself, find your way back home

You say things that break my face up, but they bounce right off me
You take me for granted, but I'm the one that lets you
You hate me sometimes, I see stab heart in your eyes
You break things for me