It Kills Me to Have to Be Alive-The Smith Street Band
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It Kills Me to Have to Be Alive - The Smith Street Band

Something about the Summer I didn't cope with well

And every time I walked in this room

In the same spot tripped and felland I check my

Spit for blood

And I do not call enough

I spill my guts for money

But you don't find my jokes that funny

There's something in

The tone of my voice

That makes you question everything I say

And I will never learn to just shut my mouth

And bury things our parents' way

And you said that I should quit what I fear

And I know I just wanted it to be my

Idea

And you said that I do not exist

And I know at least now we agree on it

And I'll keep telling myself

That I'm not just here for everyone else

Make plans for birthdays that I don't care if I

Celebrate

And I'm sorry that I can't be what everybody wants

From me

I do not feel that I am loved

But I do not reach out enough

But I'm reaching up

I'll let this all fall down around me

Yeah I'll let this all fall down around me

Yeah I'll let this all fall down around me

And I'll fail but at least I'll try

It's the most I can hope for most of every

Time

It kills me to have to be alive

It's killing me to have to be alive

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