Isn't It? Lyrics

Think you might be a man child
Reciting poetry that you’ve never read
And you’ve slit yourself open
With the words that you said
I got stuck in the middle
Of the war in your head
And I was stuck in the middle
Of the war in your head

Was it bullshit?
All for nothing?
I ate out of the palm of your hands
But I think starving is better than this
Isn’t it?

From the start oh they said we were doomed
It’s not shit talking if we all know it’s true
Can’t tell if I miss taking care of you
All I got is some rage in the back of some booth
In some shitty dive bar that reminds me of you

Couldn’t hate you
Evеn if I tried
We broke еven
Still I’m mortified
You swore you’d try to get it right

Was it bullshit?
All for nothing?
I ate out of the palm of your hands
I think starving is better than this
Isn’t it?