Halfway House - Scrivener

Why are you so mad at me?

I never promised you I was ever going to be

Out of this halfway house

I need the medicine, I need the discipline

Think you see the wood from the trees?

Think you’ll make a man out of me?

Think again

What am I supposed to know?

I’m trying hard to forget anything that I might regret

I hope you’re not listening

Because I just wrote a melody instead of an apology

If you’re going to learn anything

Take a little lesson from me

And move on

So now we take an eye for an eye

What does that make you and I?

Such a mercenary fight

Trading our affection for lies

Such as, «I love you»

I won’t stick around for the ride

No not I

So now we take an eye for an eye

What does that make you and I?

Such a mercenary fight

Trading our affection for lies

Such as, «I love you»

I won’t stick around for the ride

Trying to find a safe place to die

What does that make you and I?

Such a miserable sight

Trading our affection for lies

As much as I like you

I won’t stick around for the ride