I Won't Fight It

I’m alone

The son of tears

Thought I was free but I wasted

All these years

The rancor

Won’t fit ya

So now I wait for the phone call

To come get ya

I pull up

You crawl out

Of a window in the basement of

Your parent’s house

A new song

It’s unsung

Now there’s some dust and a rectangle

Where my picture hung

I won’t fight it

I won’t fight it

I won’t

I won’t fight it

I won’t

Woo ooh

A sharp tongue

It’s obvious

Now there’s a room in a hospital

Where your body is

The B-bridge

I walk to it

If there’s a crowd waiting for me there

I’ll break through it, but

I won’t fight it

I won’t fight it

I won’t

I won’t fight it

I won’t

Woo ooh