Perfect Driftwood

There's nothing worse than being told that what you have is worthless
It makes you feel like everything you've done is without certainty
Call forth the first mate, tell them that the sails have been set the wrong way

Blame always falls on somebody else, other than the person that set the sails
It's an age-old mistake
(It's an age-old mistake)
It's an age-old mistake

Sometimes you have to question the fact that decisions you made
Were never destined to be the right one
A situation dire, the ropes that you cling to life broke
So drowning's a means to escape

You still refuse to taper off (?) to anything that's too much for you to handle
Must have been on a gamble
I'll tell you right now, light a candle in our name
If the ship goes down, I'll celebrate the same
Where was doubt when all of this was nothing more than bullshit?
Where was fear when all of this was nothing more than fun?
We fought our way for nothing, to making just the best of it
Stress (?) irrelevance, to do what we have done
It's okay to admit that we have done better than what they thought that we could scrape up
It's a shame to think that even though "the best" is a subjective term
People hold you to a standard without understanding it's fucked
I'll tell you right now, light a candle in my name
If the ship goes down, I'll celebrate the shame

Where was doubt when all of this was nothing more than bullshit?
Where was fear when all of this was nothing more than fun?
We fought our way for nothing, to making just the best of it
Stress (?) irrelevance
Do what we have done
It's a shame to think that even though "the best" is subjective
You're held to a standard without understanding
It's a shame to think that even though "the best" is subjective
You're held to a standard without understanding it's fucked