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