paroles de chanson Curses - Roommate

I swear it wasn't me
I swear it wasn't me
Did I ever tell you who I was going to be?
Or did I only tell you it wasn't me?

I'm overdressing the wreckage, counting cracks and catching flack for it
I'm talking smack at the back of the bus all the way to the valley of death
I sing my curses in reverse unrehearsed, we're none the worse for it
We're none the worse for it

This family is a cult
This cult it is a home
This house it is a dried-up pile of bones
Watch your mouth and soon these bones you will own

I'm trying my protect my possessions, counting blessings and losing track again
I'm ransacking the past for believable masks of irredeemable men
I sing my curses in reverse unrehearsed and what's worse, no one notices
We might as well lose at life if we keep winning, winning winning winning at this
We might as well lose at life if we keep winning this
This

I thought I was sure
I thought I was pure
I thought I was cured
I thought I was yours