Splinter

My door has never been so open You can take whatever isn’t broken I’ll be driving around in circles Just trying to get some traction I’m trying to leave There isn’t anything here for me With an ear to the tracks All I hear is a ringing on a high b-flat I’m ready to finally pop this bubble Get myself in some kind of trouble I dream mostly of justice I got a plan B I plan on winning the lottery Move to the ocean Away from all the monetization of every little thing Don’t wanna work Don’t wanna play I wanna blow the surviving son away Don’t touch the innocent girls Lеt her hold on to what is hers I failed to compromisе I took a powder I left the scene Now I’ve got nothing to lose All I possess is my sexy personality And still I wonder How anyone could believe in anybody How could you love me I stopped asking When you stopped answering