I don’t mean to be cruel
But the way that you do me
Isn’t quite friendly in the least
See I’m not the middle man
And I’m not your garbage can
So why bother pretending
Like I couldn’t see that
It’s all in the way
You couldn’t say
“Hi” without “Hey, could you do me a favor?”
Cuz that’s what friends are for, anyways
Well, I’ve always been the nice guy
Thinking that I might try
Reaching for your hand
Laying out the olive branch
But since you can’t use a branch
To get you another chance
To climb higher up the social ladder
You still wanted something better
Beggar
You’re a beggar
So you ain’t getting’ nothing more
Than scraps falling from the table
Why don’t you open up and swallow down
Look at you
You’ve got everything to prove
Can’t walk a mile in your own shoes
Too busy taking, taking
Thank you
Pick and choose
Wading through folks fake as you
Trying to find something to loose
Too busy taking, taking
Thank you
On this laptop I left
A stupid away message
About how angry I am
But nobody reads them anyways
So I laid this song down
To keep from cussing you out
The next time I see
You on the street
Complaining ‘bout how
Nothing ever quite seems to fit
You whiny little….
Almost let that slip
Bite my lip and turn and walk away
Go
You wanted a ride
Cuz you’re not inside
Well, I won’t be comin’ round to get you this time
So sit there alone
You know there’s nobody home
And I won’t be coming around
To get you
This time, you ain’t gonna find me
I’m not coming around
There’s no use in saying “sorry” now
credits
from Little Miss Blackout,
released August 8, 2009
John Norwood - Guitar/Vocals
Chris Bentley - Bass
Ryan Silvernail - Drums