Bleeding
words and music by Jackson Rohm

When will I ever learn
Some bridges are better off burned
But she canít hold a candle to you
Sheís O.K., sheíll do fine
Cast that doubt from my mind
Youíre right, I just canít handle the truth

Oh, Iím so sick and tired of grieving
Over pipe dreams I believed in
Over lies Iíd been feeding to myself
And itís hard for me to tell
Just how to stop the bleeding

Tequila and warm beer
Never got me anywhere
So cut up and intoxicated
But Iím no pioneer
Not the first to forge through here
Quickly becoming all that Iíve hated

Oh, Iím so sick and tired of grieving
Over pipe dreams I believed in
Over lies Iíd been feeding to myself
And itís hard for me to tell
Just how to stop the bleeding

Gone too far, too far gone
This wonít kill me
Close my eyes, pretend itís fine
And it will be, it will be

Well, Iím no Tom Waits
Barely even second rate
But Iíve been just as self-deprecating
Grow up, lick my wounds
Maybe learn a thing or two
Get back on my feet once again

Oh, Iím so sick and tired of grieving
Over pipe dreams I believed in
Over lies Iíd been feeding to myself
And itís hard for me to tell
When Iím always somewhere else
How to stop the bleeding