I'm chandeleering, now I'm fearing the worst
I hang from the ceiling, he prayed for my curse
Those supposed to love me the most are breaking my heart
Wish I could share a bit more, too petrified

Sound of your voice and the things that you say
Just shut up and fuck me or shut up and go away
You drive me crazy for sure but I can do that myself

If you need me come and see me on Easy Street I ain't hard to find
Down on the floor, under the couch are the keys that have been there the whole time

Violence is never the answer you say
I question how he's not been punched in the face
I'm not like that anymore, been dead a long time
I don't believe in luck so you can have mine

Drinking don't help but it sure blocks out the help
Don't ruin the vibe I do all that by myself
Sorry for your loss but you lost

If you need me come and see me on Easy Street I ain't hard to find
Amazing to be lost in a maze you made up in your mind
Made up in your mind