Texty:
Fireworks All I Have To Offer Is My Own Confusion

my shoulder It's weighing me down, It' makes me feel older I wish it would all just stop I put my all into destroying his nest It makes us grow older I

: My Friend Detroit can't seem to keep up Tell me about it man, neither can I But I still avoid sleeping in the summertime While you cut ties longer

I wouldn't, I couldn't Bad intentions don't deserve second chances Blame the world but you kicked your own chair Heroes don't die by their own rope in their own

them know You never would've been there at all When you're happy with yourself you'll never get much done I'm not saying live for the downside Just live your own

armpit's getting sore from that crutch that you've been living with You want to love him but you don't know how I can live with I don't know how When

I'll go to the bottom with you Thinking back on thinking forward I always thought I'd be further than I ever am Without this bad knee I wouldn't have

I spent the night counting down all the cracks in the wall I'll start having to cope with the fact that I see everything that used to hold my feet on

time I wouldn't, I couldn't Bad intentions don't deserve second chances Blame the world but you kicked your own chair Heroes don't die by their own rope in their own

armpit's getting sore from that crutch that you've been living with You want to love him but you don't know how I can live with I don't know how When