Poor Lloyd (Lyrics)

Let your sweet lips spill to me more twisted stories, more backwards memories It's too late to take it back now While I watch you waste your youth on what you still think is the truth What we had is still around if you'd only stop to pick me off the ground. The way you play these games goes way over my head The way you play these games God knows I'm better off dead. So tell me I'm not perfect only if you believe you are Tell me my life is going nowhere ignorance only goes but so far. This is the way it is now this is the way it will be I hope you will remember me as you tell all your stories. Do I look like I'm made to amuse you insults you spit but never regret like I'm supposed to know what to do. When loneliness begins to control you what would you do if I said that there's no turning back now? The way you play these games goes way over my head The way you play these games God knows I'm better off dead. So tell me I'm not perfect only if you believe you are Tell me my life is going nowhere ignorance only goes but so far. This is the way it is now this is the way it will be I hope you will remember me as you tell all your stories.