Curbstomp

Can't catch a break, and it's all my fault I've been kicking at rocks, but only ever hitting asphalt Fucked my life up beyond repair, yet again Stuck playing pretend with who I used to be I guess you can't tell, i wear this smile so well My head's a god damn mess, the furthest thing from optimistic Self image shatters glass, guilt sinks beneath the surface Of the bathroom scum I've become, unwoven, pathetically undone Spit in my face, it's what I deserve Knock me down, slam my teeth straight into the curb The concrete slides down my throat, and my blood coats the smoke I exhale with contempt to make sure you know That my heart beats slow, and I've grown so cold I can't take this anymore, so just throw me to the wolves My fist shatters glass, guilt sinks beneath the surface Of this bathroom scum I've become, unwoven, pathetically fucking numb I guess I'll never learn So paint my jawline all over the curb Break my brittle, little bones Show me the meaning of sticks and stones I guess I'll never learn So paint my words all over the curb Break my brittle, little bones Because I did this on my own I did this all on my own Sticks and stones may break my bones But my words destroyed a home