Another Way Out of Here by The Murderburgers Lyrics
[Verse]
I'm an ugly piece of shit with a fucked up face
And broken teeth and no place to go most of the time
And the older I get the less I care
About the fact my whole life's been a steady decline
And I drank myself stupid to make my mouth smart
And successfully ruined all the time that we spent
Then by the time I woke up you were gone
I never got the chance to tell you
I think you're heaven sent
[Chorus]
So you want nothing to do with me, understandably
You want nothing to do with me, understandably
You want nothing to do with me, understandably
You want nothing to do with me, but I think I'd rather be
[Verse]
Living in discontent than waste 52 more weeks wondering where all my time went
And although these pockets have been empty for so long
And although I keep on writing songs in the key of me dying inside
I don't feel like I'm running away, I don't feel like I'm running away anymore
I don't feel like I'm losing a day every time that I walk out the door
Onto freezing cold streets, crushing leaves under my soaking wet shoes full of holes
And although it's not really going to plan, I hope you understand
[Outro]
That I'm just trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm an ugly piece of shit with a fucked up face
And broken teeth and no place to go most of the time
And the older I get the less I care
About the fact my whole life's been a steady decline
And I drank myself stupid to make my mouth smart
And successfully ruined all the time that we spent
Then by the time I woke up you were gone
I never got the chance to tell you
I think you're heaven sent
[Chorus]
So you want nothing to do with me, understandably
You want nothing to do with me, understandably
You want nothing to do with me, understandably
You want nothing to do with me, but I think I'd rather be
[Verse]
Living in discontent than waste 52 more weeks wondering where all my time went
And although these pockets have been empty for so long
And although I keep on writing songs in the key of me dying inside
I don't feel like I'm running away, I don't feel like I'm running away anymore
I don't feel like I'm losing a day every time that I walk out the door
Onto freezing cold streets, crushing leaves under my soaking wet shoes full of holes
And although it's not really going to plan, I hope you understand
[Outro]
That I'm just trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair
I'm trying to find a way out that doesn't involve tying a noose and kicking a chair