كلمات Telling Stories

Okay, it's time to get it straight with you I'm trying to tell the truth or to be honest I've been feeling like a ton of bricks I can be such a prick I'm sorry, thanks for being here Nobody ever listens to me Emily loves her job, she loves her health, yeah She says it feels good to love just a little bit of yourself I know she; s right but it's hard to tell 'Cause I wouldn't know how it feels You cry yourself to sleep sometimes You can't win Don't waste my time telling stories I've wasted mine And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop Never had a real job Never had anything on a plate It's a shame Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make And Jack didn't know shit He got far but he didn't know when to quit Showing off but he's gotta get a grip, yeah (grip, yeah) Jack just can't live without it Don't be a man about it now If you hold it in, you gotta let it out You gotta help yourself, put the bottle down If you try you might like what you find to see Don't waste my time telling stories I've wasted mine And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop Never had a real job Never had anything on a plate It's a shame Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make Everybody else Everybody only talks about themselves Have you ever felt lost in a window Desperate to be loved and just been thrown out? Ten years standing at the bus stop Never had a real job Never had anything One more night dying on the inside Now I'm trying to get it right Is anybody listening? Don't waste my time telling stories I've wasted mine And it was right now it's been ten years standing at the bus stop Never had a real job Never had anything on a plate It's a shame Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make It's a shame Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make Its not the things you know, it's the friends you make