Iīm gonna suture up my future,
I ainīt jaded, I just hate it.
See, I been down too long,
Itīs kinda hard to explain.
Done and buried all I carried.
All my evil is through a needle,
As it pull through the eye,
What was and what will are now gone.
Donīt sweat it,
Thread it, to forget it.
To feel like youīve already gone on,
To the rest of,
The rest of the life that youīve got.
Take a picture and bury it all away,
Bury it all,
Away.
Tried to fake it, I just canīt take it.
I donīt care if it hurts,
Just so long as itīs real.
I wonīt waste it, turned to face it,
Iīd sharpened a knife, then used it,
Until bone made it dull.
Tried explaining, done explaining,
I got caught in the plaid,
All of this talking at once.
Iīve been giving my love away,
To the things that tear it apart,
Iīm gonna suture up my future.
Thread it, to forget it,
To feel like youīve already gone on,
To the rest of,
The rest of the life that youīve got,
Tie the loose ends and bury it all away,
Itīs like this, its like this...