I sat and listened to all of your problems. A couple drinks and a shoulder to cry on. I asked you what it would take. You let me down and spit in my face. How could I be so naive? Another thought of you and I might break. I tried to hold you up, but my elbows buckled. Crushed by the weight of your baggage. Come crawling back when you're broken. When you're feeling so hopeless, looking for a way out. No need to show you where the rope is, you've already hung yourself with it. Suffer for the rest of your days. Consequences of the choices you've made. I have no pity for your sorry ass. Time to reap what you've sown. Dead end path, empty hands. Predestination, life's cold plans. Can't believe I haven't lost my mind. But I keep digging though I fear what I'll find. I've made my mistakes. But the worst one of all was investing my trust. Bled me dry like a leech and threw me under the bus. Bitch.
credits
from No Chance in Hell,
released October 4, 2019
Lyrics written by Kurt Miller and CJ Jarvis
Music written by Jeremy Jones, CJ Jarvis, and Keen Tran
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jeremy Jones