How did I get here? And why the hell did it take this long? I've buried a best friend Inside my trash can you left outdoors.... And you dropped me in the mailbox, my face paint still left on. And you accused I never loved you I could say nothing to change your mind. Charlie, charlie, charlie. My smile has become empty/ (lazy) Heard you've been looking for me. Come on kid you know where I would go.... See lately, lately, lastly I would love for you to ask me, where the line between My pen and mind's at war. I tell most the truth you know. My voice is a hatchet. It's forgotten how to whisper soft. My mind is a bucket, and it captures the rain Sinking through the ceiling, landing on the rooftops. You told me you were filled up with love... I said, "you've lost it." You've said a mess of errors, you know not what it costs yet. But I know, I know I know They say I've lost it all. I watched them burn all the pictures of good pain on the beaches. And oh, if this is rock bottom....! Then I say, "god damn! the view from here is breath taking