What Would You Do If I'm Not What I'm Supposed to Be

I pull the pin off the grenade and toss it gently in the middle

Honey let's not kid ourselves, that's the devil with his fiddle

He's playing our song again, and it's starting to rub off

I clench my teeth to pass the pain, but my jaw is turning soft

This eagles eye view is killing it all for me

You've got full access to the heart, but all you do is break the key

You might be model, but are you willing to play your role

Buried deep inside that bottle is a window to the soul

And you have to tell me what it is that's so amazing

From the outside looking in it doesn't seem worth saving

You plea for bargains, mercy, grace, and all the rest

But I can't seem to give it to you, with this boulder on my chest

And I want it gone, but you won't take it anymore

Here's another string of words I've saved from the killing floor

What would you think if I sang out of tune

Would you stand up and walk out on me?

What would you do if I'm not what I'm supposed to be?

Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song

And I'll try not to sing out of key

What would you do if I'm not what I'm not what I'm supposed to be?

Stress and life get packaged like forks and knives

One for destroying and another for stabbing insite

Just a few more miles with this plastic carrot in sight

I'm tired of pulling you suckers, but I'll do my job tonight

I stretch these old bones and take a good look at my reflection

But I can't see anything that's really worth a mention

Oh, there I am just a speck at the bottom

Or more like a stain waiting to be forgotten

I'm an empty carcass, a hopeless case with a broken lock

But I'll be alright my skins thick like a wet blanket full of rocks

This is me, a reality, a skinless mess trying to hold it all together

Please don't let me be your goal, I'm a rusty car without leather

No sunroof, no fancy engine, and no cd

I'm all hubcaps, am/fm, and it costs extra if it's free

I will point at you, I will put you down

I will disappoint you every time I make these sounds

So leave now, forget me, save yourself instead

You are nothing

Love, the voice inside my head

What would you think if I sang out of tune

Would you stand up and walk out on me?

What would you do if I'm not what I'm supposed to be?

Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song

And I'll try not to sing out of key

What would you do if I'm not what I'm not what I'm supposed to be?