She wants to write a book on me, "why?" I ask   My life is lost; my life is gone,   It builds me in around; well I'm not changing   Oh no, well I'm bored      Just take one minute to see a life, a child without a motive   No cause, no chance at what seems a normal life   She bends down to pick up the page and puts it in her pocket   All the answers are here but where can I find it to talk about my life?   Nothing here a quick twenty years gone with the click of my fingers   Do I make myself smile?      It was the last word you said that made me smile   With a tear in your eye that said boy   It was the last word you said, I lied      Softly I spoke to you   I lied but without cause   In my own depression   Let me leave this world alone      You can fight the world alone...      Well I'm not changing!      Take a line make you wanna snort twice, makes you feel real so good inside   When I'm not wasted I'm waiting for it   Take a line makes you wanna snort twice, makes you feel real so good inside   When I'm not wasted I'm waiting!!!