Текст песни Dead Weight - Charlie Allen

She's got her knee on my windpipe
She's got my balls in her hand
She isn't here to talk to me
Just to remind what a colossal disappointment I am oh
I started reading her silence
But I didn't wanna think it was true
Don't know if it's worse if she forgot to tell me
Or already assumed I knew

And I know she'll be happier
Living her life with somebody else
But I'm a stupid selfish son of a bitch
And I want her for myself

I think I'd feel like garbage
Whether or not I had actually tried
Still gotta give it to God
For very similitude
When we was lying on the ground outside

I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know
I don't really get what this means
Maybe I'll clean up my acts
Stop burning all of my hack
Stop dragging everybody else around me down with me

And I know she'll be happier
Living her life with somebody else
But I'm a stupid selfish son of a bitch
And I want her for myself

For myself (for myself)

I am such a disaster (disaster)
But that I guess you already know
Maybe everyone else is a disaster too
They just know how to not let it show

Sorry I ruined your birthday
Sorry I knocked on your wall
Sorry I held you to a set of expectations
Less realistic than [...]

And I know you'll be happier
Living your life with somebody else
But I'm a stupid selfish son of a bitch
You are better
By yourself
Lord knows I'm smarter
By myself
And we'll do better
By ourselves