Tag Day - Cut

Haven't slept properly in about a week
With everything coming over me
Like a tidal wave in a long lost sea
And god has long abandoned me
Lost my innocence at 17
To the wicked witch of obscenity
Led me to the devil he
Told me I'd be better if I

Cut it short
Call it quits
Cut my losses
And cut my wrists
Cut it short
Call it quits
I'd cut my losses
But I lost my wits

I would take my trip to the promised land
But I slept on the couch to appease my hand
Too many times I've lost my land
To the second thoughts of another man
I would call you up at 3 am
To try to kindle things again
But that other man is now your friend
So I guess that means my life must end

When I

Cut it short
Call it quits
Cut my losses
Cut my wrists
Cut it short
Call it quits
Cut my losses
But I lost my wits

Forever was longer for me
I called you mine when I was just 19
And you cross my mind at 23
I'd move on but it's the saddest thing

So I

Cut it short
Call it quits
Cut my losses
Cut my wrists
Cut it short
Call it quits
Cut my losses
But I lost my wits

Written by:
Elliot Tyler

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