I am easier to see with remnants of remnants

Of remnants of a smile on my teeth

I wear it on my sleeve, it catches up to me

Ten out of ten-thousand scars actually bleed

Don't blame me, everything

Son of a scapegoat

I'll take all the blame for this

You saw the worst of my intentions

You're taking advantage of the best

If you were waiting for something like this

Know it's not big enough for Giants

And if you're sensing bitterness

That's just the taste you'll never get off of your tongue

(No)

Ask yourself

Am I used, or am I useful?

Am I being used, or am I useful?

Ask me what I think of friendship

I'll meet you in the middle