i don't have rhythm or rhyme but i tried
too many near misses and almost catastrophes
secrets this good aren't meant
for someone like me

it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
there's nothing left but
press the pound key if you love me.

take all my sorries and shove them back in my mouth
choke on them because i can't take anything back
regrets are for the lost,
bad memories for the wicked

it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
there's nothing left but
press the pound key if you love me.

so kiss this whole thing farewell and good bye
so kiss this whole thing farewell and good bye

it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
there's nothing left but
press the pound key if you love me.