Lost for words of any respect
Can forgive but won't forget
Beat down but head still high
Pride intact but sore inside
Don't recognize my own reflection
Not open to any suggestions
I'm content with what I have
Look back and try to laugh
I owe you nothing
I take very little
I would love nothing more
Than to swallow the fists of your fortune
I won't be dragged
Kicking or screaming
I owe you nothing
I take very little
Throat is raw no recollection
Many miles of separation
Same night as the one before
Won't complain it's my own fault
I'm content with what I have
Look back and try to laugh
Shake your head on the way down
We're all stuck at the bottom line
