 from the scrapes and bruises
to the familiar abuses
i'll kick and scream but it never changes anything
and i could spill my guts out
wearing my best little girl pout
and i almost missed it but nobody said that this was gonna be easy
this is not the man i hoped to be and i'm just trying to stop the bleeding
i don't know how to word it, i just started to deserve it
and all my, all my faces are alibis
and me, i'm half the man i wanted to be
most times it all comes out wrong
i don't know the words but i'll hum along
there's nothing familiar here anymore
to anyone or anything enough to feel alive
and i still taste that sickness
and it makes me crazy without it at best
but i'm in the same place i used to be
but i'm trying harder not to be
this is not the man i hoped to be and i'm just trying to stop the bleeding
i don't know how to word it, i just started to deserve it
and all my, all my faces are alibis
and me, i'm half the man i wanted to be
so what am i, what am i, so what am i
and all my, all my faces are alibis (all my faces are..)
this is not the man i hoped to be and i'm just trying to stop the bleeding
i don't know how the words go
i just started not to say no
don't want it, don't get it,
i know you won't regret it
don't surface, don't surface,
and i feel so damned worthless
another day is gone and all my faces are alibis
all my faces are alibis
and me... i'm half the man i wanted to be..
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