Throwing Rocks

It's good and well, then I feel sorry for myself

It's happening again

Throwing rocks, for a split second I think it's not my fault

Then I feel sick again

All the sudden, I have what I want

All the sudden, all I have is now gone

It's so hard to go back, go back

It's so hard to know that, know that

I'm so sorry I take it back, take it back

I'm trying to see that, to see that, to see that

It is what it is

There are things that I'll have to miss

Birthday cakes, I think too hard about my mistakes

I'm losing all my friends

Throwing rocks, everything I do is all my fault

I think of how it ends

All the sudden, I have what I want

All the sudden, all I have is now gone

It's so hard to go back, go back

It's so hard to know that, know that

I'm so sorry I take it back, take it back

I'm trying to see that, to see that, to see that

It's all hard, I'm so sorry

I'm trying to see that, to see that, to see that

It is what it is

There are things that I'll have to miss

It's not my fault

I'll keep throwing rocks