Texty: Alkaline Trio. Bloodied Up.

And you don't say much of anything
When you questioned of your whereabouts, your whereabouts
And I just can't see through the evidence, it's evident
It's right in front of me in black and white and red

And I don't believe in much of anything
I'm glad I have people I call friends
If it was up to me I'd never have to miss you
It's for the better, in the bitter end, I guess you'd know the best

You have every right to be this appalled with me
Join the club, I signed up a long time ago
And I know how you feel and when you decked me
You left me knocked out on the floor
I came to bloodied up, but you weren't around
I picked my teeth off the ground like they'd been there before

You don't say much of anything
When questioned of your whereabouts, your whereabouts
And I just can't see through the evidence, it's evident
It's right in front of me in black and white and red

You have every right to be this appalled with me
Join the club, I signed up a long time ago
And I know how you feel and when you decked me
You left me knocked out on the floor
I came to bloodied up, but you weren't around
I picked my teeth off the ground like they'd been there before