What's Wrong

Two years gone Came back as some bones and so cynical This skin don't feel like home It's all overgrown but you'll never know Take the mirror from the wall so I can't see myself at all Don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull Forget the poems of saints and ghosts I'm the one I fear the most Little did I know that I was only crying wolf I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical Quit being so over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable Push and pull Oh it's all getting old No I didn't want this throne Only fools make feasts of gold They rot the fruit on tables When did I get so pitiful Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold You got my back against the wall And now I can't ever get comfortable No I never sold my soul If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves No I never sold my soul No I never sold mine I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical Quit being so over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical Quit being so over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable