Climb

misery's a hostage

that you treat too fair, and

the weekends are a washout

filled with bright despair, and

you lose yourself in your work,

will you come up for air?, and

if you hate me just for tryin'

you'll hate me when I'm done

I swear

climb me up

if you need some bones

on which to climb

climb me tall

I don't believe, your love of nothin'

climb me still

I won't wander

you will whistle

throw your sullen wings away

honesty is violence

that you took too far, and

I loved you, from the first night

we both got ****** up, in my car

climb me up if you need some bones

on which to climb

climb me tall

don't believe, your love of nothin'

climb me still

I won't wander

you will whistle

throw your sullen wings away

for good

throw your sullen wings away