Don't sweep it under the rug Try and fill yourself back up 'Cause it'll only last you, so long Unless you're a tacky landlord Then paint it over 5 times more And tape it up, you little bitch boy I'll admit, I'm no saint I've fucked up and I've stupidly made All kinds of mistakes I could've gone about my day, instead Of peeling my, scabs away But now it's too late Too late I was hiding up in my tree All sad that no one could see me Constantly blaming everyone on the outside And I ignored my obvious pain That caught up to me anyway And probably, hurt me more in the long run I could've gone about my day, instead Of peeling my, scabs away But now, now Its too late Too late Too late