Woorden: My American Heart. Maps Around Texas.

Hopes set on expectations
never thought of expiration dates that you've instilled inside my mind
And traces of thoughtless compliments
next year we'll try to make amends
and see where I have come from
You never thought we'd make it this far
and this pill you need to take
will make you realize that you were wrong
I'll throw you a cup of sympathy
and watch it drip from your cheeks
from your cheeks
And we wonder what's ahead of us
but our lives are set in your trust
Won't you watch us break the boundaries that hold us back?
You'll see me lying on the floor
and you'll hope your points hit the scoreboard

Oh I'm sorry but this time you lost
You lost the game you've never even played
You lost the game you've never even played
And now I write these thoughts that linger in this useless state of mind
I'll throw you a cup of sympathy
and watch it drip from your cheeks
from your cheeks
I'll rip you from these walls
why?
Cause I want to hate you