Текст песни The Worst Part About Me - Four Year Strong

I flip to next sign of the changing times
And I feel like I′m just flying by
So I'm bracing myself for the fallout
I never had a strong enough stomach for me to endure
All of the carnage, knock on the door
You′re leaving me breadcrumbs to follow
I try to hold it together
But you just pull me apart
Go on and rip my beating heart out
Fill my body up with disease
It doesn't matter if I'm rotting from the inside out
You′re still the worst part about me
I used to have the nerve to combust
The last one is caked in dust
Completely covered in rust
And I′m sick of just coughing my lungs out
You always try to throw another wrench in the gears
Filling up my head with your bad ideas
That's what I get for always sticking my neck out
I try to hold it together
But you just pull me apart
Go on and rip my beating heart out
Fill my body up with disease
It doesn′t matter if I'm rotting from the inside out
You′re still the worst part about me
Split me down the middle, open up my chest
You can take the parts you want and can leave me with the rest
Split me down the middle, open up my chest
You can take the parts you want and can leave me with the rest
Split me down the middle, open up my chest
You can take the parts you want and can leave me with the rest
Split me down the middle, open up my chest
I can stitch myself up good enough
Clean up the messes you left
Go on and rip my fucking heart out
Fill my body up with disease
It doesn't matter if I′m rotting from the inside out
You're still the worst part about me