G
so iʼm just the medecine
C Em7 Am7 G
you take when your sick
C Em7 Am7 G
you get well and thats it
C Am7 D
iʼm put back on the shelf in your mirror
D G
and it isnʼt exceptional
C Em7 Am7 G
the corse of our fate
C Em7 Am7 G
so people love and they hate
C Am7 D
and i guess itʼs just our turn to hate
D G
yeah,you were just some song i wrote
C Em7 Am7 G
a poem on a page
C Em7 Am7 G
a sculpture i made out of clay
C Am7 D
desire was the flame
but now your more of a basketball
boys just pass you around
they bouce you hard on the ground
and dribble
and then we all get high fives
and you think iʼm an asshole now
well youʼre proably right
but at least iʼm not blind to the facts
iʼve been wishing were lies
but still i hope you get everything
that you care to posess
and unbeleivable sex with him
or anyone of my friends
but just donʼt ask about my apetite
i dindʼt loose it tonight
no, itʼs been gone half my life
itʼs just i have been eating for you
C D C G
