Splinter

My door has never been so open
You can take whatever isn’t broken
I’ll be driving around in circles
Just trying to get some traction
I’m trying to leave
There isn’t anything here for me
With an ear to the tracks
All I hear is a ringing on a high b-flat
I’m ready to finally pop this bubble
Get myself in some kind of trouble
I dream mostly of justice
I got a plan B
I plan on winning the lottery
Move to the ocean
Away from all the monetization of every little thing
Don’t wanna work
Don’t wanna play
I wanna blow the surviving son away
Don’t touch the innocent girls
Lеt her hold on to what is hers
I failed to compromisе
I took a powder
I left the scene
Now I’ve got nothing to lose
All I possess is my sexy personality
And still I wonder
How anyone could believe in anybody
How could you love me
I stopped asking
When you stopped answering