I'm chandeleering, now I'm fearing the worst I hang from the ceiling, he prayed for my curse Those supposed to love me the most are breaking my heart Wish I could share a bit more, too petrified Sound of your voice and the things that you say Just shut up and fuck me or shut up and go away You drive me crazy for sure but I can do that myself If you need me come and see me on Easy Street I ain't hard to find Down on the floor, under the couch are the keys that have been there the whole time Violence is never the answer you say I question how he's not been punched in the face I'm not like that anymore, been dead a long time I don't believe in luck so you can have mine Drinking don't help but it sure blocks out the help Don't ruin the vibe I do all that by myself Sorry for your loss but you lost If you need me come and see me on Easy Street I ain't hard to find Amazing to be lost in a maze you made up in your mind Made up in your mind