Pickin' At Scraps

Come on
Tell me my next move
You know me all a so well
I got way more to lose
Than you
You got nothing left
Left, Picking at scraps
No truth in what you said

Took my whole life
Tried to turn upside down
All you did was spin yourself around
Chasing a tale
Created step by step
With ill intent
That you now regret

And I don’t trust no one
That cannot
Hold friend
For you, this is a trend
And You’re not blending in

It’s oldest story In the book
Flipped the pages
Not worth a 2nd look
Don’t look my way

What’s next step that you take
When you’re caught (gang)
In a lie
Too deep
There ain’t no turning back this time
Acting like you got it all figured out

Come on
Tell me my next move
You know me all a so well
I got way more to lose than you
You ain’t got nothing left
Left, Picking at scraps
No truth in what you said

Took my whole life
Tried to turn upside down
All you did was spin yourself around
Chasing a tale
Created step by step
With ill intent
That you now regret

Caught, took the bait
Overcome with hate
With the story written out this way

Lies

Left to prove your case
Your you’re stuck
Took the bait
You’re the only one that is left to explain