The Wolves Are At The Door

I was once told by someone that when i grow older, i could 
throw all my worries away. It seems like their honesty 
suffered from the same leak that rids this pen of ink. Am i
 correct to say...that life is but a waste? So, hold your 
tongue because every word you speak has been forged a 
thousand times before. As we grow up, we are stripped away 
of our innocence and now i'm plagued with ignorance....but 
i'm defenseless. We are the victims of our own mishapen 
beliefs afterall. Despite your lack of a steady beat in 
your heart, you're a phone call away from tearing me 
apart...and i'm retracing my steps so i can figure out just
 what went wrong. Nobody seems to know how to make a move 
when you're alone at the bar on a friday night or alone in 
your room writing a song. Even with your quiet optimism, 
you can only count to six. These faded memories help you 
unwind, but don't look to me for sympathy because i am not 
that kind. Am i correct to say...that life is but a waste?

(chorus)
I shiver when i remember all the times i could've saved the
 day, but now i'm half a world away. Everything's 
ok...tomorrow's on its voyage here, say goodbye to all this
 pain.

So you stare at me with a fist while i lay in the rain, 
completely motionless.
She said "let's talk" as i start walking away with nothing 
to say.
Life is not a tape, even though i wish i could rewind and 
change...that conversation to a cold shoulder and a stop 
sign.
Concentrating, judging by the time on the clock and this 
last shot, i'll be home soon. Just hold me down and let my 
blood run out...like your beauty when you let the alcohol 
consume.
You were the swan, you were the dove...but everything has a

 beginning and an end just like our so-called 'love'.
Am i correct to say...that life is but a waste?

I shiver when i remember all the times i could've saved the
 day, but now i'm half a world away. Everything's 
ok...tomorrow's on its voyage here, say "goodbye" to all 
this pain.

We all left the room as he said, "you are the bullet in her
 head"...and so we drink...and so we drink...and so we 
drink her out of our memories. (looped again through 
chorus)

I shiver when i remember all the times i could've saved the
 day, but now i'm half a world away. Everything's 
ok...tomorrow's on its voyage here, say "goodbye" to all 
this pain.

Afterall...the wolves are at the door...
and i'm sure you'll let them in either way.