If I Can’t Have It

by Noise Pollution

It doesn’t make me
what I am
but I feel it change me.
It didn’t kill me
it just cut it close
you don’t feel me

Well, if all that it takes is a lie
To sharpen the edge of your knife
Well, I’ve told you them thousands of times!
I’m not sorry if you want what I
used to be
before you

and I don’t like it
any more than you do
but I… can’t.
And I don’t want to
be like you.

I know I wanted this
but we can’t all have what we want.

and it seemed so simple then
we only had to pretend
they say that all good things must end
but they never started

and as I lay tape on my veins
I know I’ll never be the same
here’s an end, it’s such a shame
it never started.