For You

Face in the sand, a loaded gun, I got, long nails and a broken tongue And I don't know why, but it's true Throw myself off a cliff of self-admission, forever picking at the pieces that I'm missing And I don't know what to do Call me up tell me that I never listened, that I'm selfish, got a solemn disposition And I don't know why, but it's true See my best but you're running out of vision, I gotta change, gotta learn to make a Difference and I know I'll try, for you For you For you For you Throw myself off a cliff of self-admission, forever picking at the pieces that I'm missing And I don't know what to do See my best, but you're running out of vision, I gotta change, gotta learn to make a Difference and I know I'll try for you For you Face in the sand, a loaded gun, I got, long nails and a broken tongue and I'll work it out For you