preston woolsey

Lyrics

I made the call to waste your time
And I didn't regret it
You know I said it

I tried to find myself in you
but I didn't roulette it
yeah I can't chance it

Youth is wasted on the young ruffians
you were speaking of sex & love & war & kissing under the moon
God would hate your swoonful nature
a forest won't grow unless you speak it so

I attempted to care but I wouldn't
I strove to fix it but I couldn't
I dug a well for you to drink
I stole a glance at your sheen
I built a shrine to your faults
I found a way to tear it down
I found a way to build you up
I found a way to kill you quietly

"you're the one that I want"
yeah thats easy to say when you're worked up so hard that your face has a hue and its red and its true to the feeling that you're desperately trying to hide

Youth is wasted on the young ruffians
you were speaking of sex & love & war &
shouting up to the moon
God would change his tune to hear you now
The forest is dead, you killed it with your hands