How could I forget
I'm not meant for that smile
That you're wearing
Like a loaded 45
How could I prepare
For something so crazy
And you were there
To tell me everything's alright
Damage control
Waiting on someone
To pick all of the pieces up
And stand me on my feet
Damage is done
Its almost over
And just another moment
Of silence for my soul
Why should I comply
With losers and cowards
Who come for me
When my heart is just an open cut
How could I survive
Without whiskey and water
To wash away the tears
And drink away my saddest songs
Damage control
Waiting on someone
To pick all of the pieces up
And stand me on my feet
Damage is done
Its almost over
Just another moment
Of silence for my soul
How could I forget
I'm not meant for that smile