Wait out the Wreck

I don't do that shit to myself anymore I keep it away from me I don't want to live like I'm dead anymore, so Keep that away from me We broke all the bread Argued through every side, now What's there to do but leave? You can tailor the truth, make it look how you like, but That didn't work for me You talk with your hands And break bricks with your head You're black and you're blue And a matter of "when" And I can't wait around for bad news anymore I keep it away from me You talk with your hands And break bricks with your head You're black and you're blue And a matter of "when" You pray with a wink Fingers crossed in your bed That you'll wait out the wreck Well, I can't hang around to find out anymore I'll keep it away from me