Manipulator II

Drag his body back to the truck I think he took too much I think he took too much Everything I feel is coming out my nose Oh God almighty, this is an overdose And I would rather stay home, than repeat myself but I will tell you again, 'cause you don't know what it means You like to push and fucking pull until you rip at the seams You don't get it, I'm talking about you Talking about you, you and you and you Why should I feel bad for the way I feel? And tell me why I should have to explain myself? You take his hands and I'll take his feet We can't just leave him there, lying in the street I can't believe we let him do this I can't believe I let you talk me into this No longer will I spend my time fucked up No longer will I spend my time fucked up I'm not straight edge, I'd just rather be sober I'm never looking back I'm not looking for closure You filled my body with hate You can never get enough All you ever cared about was your stupid fucking