Point Counterpoint-Streetlight Manifesto

Point Counterpoint - Streetlight Manifesto Streetlight Manifesto Everything Goes Numb Point Counterpoint i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock and even if i could i would never give up with a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung and if and when i die won't you bury me alone? because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: if there was something wrong would you be oh so strong? would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along? i'd like to think i would, you know i'd like to think i would but i guarantee that what you see is not reality and every time she makes a point i make a counterpoint she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice and you know that's only just the way it goes (you said it right man, that is just the way it goes) and the days, and the days they seem like forever and the days, and the days they seem like forever but forever isn't ever enough i'd like to sing a song (promise you won't be long) i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong there was a kid who never cared about the little things don't even bother 'cause i'm tired and i'm sick of it and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice and you know that's only just the way it goes (you said it right man, that is just the way it goes) i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock and my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock and even if i could i would never give up with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung and if and when i die won't you bury me alone? because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: oh, you don't know where i've been oh, you don't know what i've seen if i did something right would you give up this fight? would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right i'd like to think you would, you know i'd like to think you would but i can't guarantee that what you get is an apology jump back to the day we met i never thought that it would end this way if ever i let you down i want to ask of you to take it down a notch and we can talk it on through and the days, and the days they seem like forever and the days, and the days they seem like forever but forever isn't ever enough i'd like to sing a song (promise you won't be long) i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong there was a chick who never cared about the little things don't bother 'cause i still don't give a sh*t and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice and you know that's only just the way it goes (you said it right man, that is just the way it goes) i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock and even if i could i would never give up with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung so if and when i die won't you bury me alone? because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: oh, you don't know where i've been oh, you don't know what i've seen so tell me friend: how's it going to end? when the sh*t goes down and there's no one left around to get your back you'll crack you'll smile and agree with everything they say they'll try to tell you that it's all okay but it's not and you're shot and you're bleeding pretty bad and you can't stop thinking about the things you never had like a wife and a kid and the things you never did you're running around you're living a life that's empty in the end, my friend no, you'll take back all you've said oh, when the regrets fill your head trust me i've been there before i would not wish it upon my greatest enemy what irony once friends, but i find: you'll have to learn this lesson on your own so i waited by the phone but that phone never rang and i sang so loud so i wouldn't hear the bang when the bang never came and i never got the call: f**k it! thank you! i love you all! some are going to say that we're doomed to repeat all our past mistakes great but that's not me and even if it was i would always disagree because in the end i always get the better of me i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock and even if i could i would never give up with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung so if and when i die won't you bury me alone? because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: oh, i'll take you where i've been oh, i'll show you what i've seen