Prom Queen Has No Friends

The morning after was the scene It seemed like the night before was nothing more Than a bad dream It felt real, but I couldn't tell And I ask myself What is the measure of a man who can't forgive? It's left up to the weight of his words And how he lives within.. He's small in character And resorts in, taking it out on those who deserve a second chance Well I could never be that way So I'll leave the past to yesterday And I'm left with just one question How do we always get so close To resolution and just give up Suddenly, I realized what you've done And it gets a little harder to say it Don't let your habits take control Because eventually they take their toll But you have to understand You can't just swing where you choose Not everyone is willing to forgive you Please get ahold of yourself before I have to Walk away for good How do we always gets so close To resolution and just give up Suddenly, I realized what you've done And it's get's a little harder to say it Don't let your habits take control Because eventually they take their toll The habit was the gun The inlfuence the trigger And the bullet was your tongue (But I didn't buckle from the pain) You can't live your life in a coma Not expecting to wake up one day In the coffin you built with your bare hands And think you can just walk away I've been over this a thousand times before And still you are in the wrong If you keep this up, I won't be around for long