Why don't we talk about it
I'm sick of throwing my fists around
Throwin' them fits on the ground
This is an aftershock, no doubt about it
No doubt about it
I can't throw my heart around no more
Time is a waste
Spent on bad taste
If I'm kicking your ass to the door
This is an aftershock, no doubt about it
No doubt about it
Livin' on borrowed time
I lent it from my youth
High up on interest rates
You are what separates
Me from truth
Numb from my neck up
Dumb from my waist down
High on the downers
In my nervious breakdown
I've done all that I can to hurt you
Except to call
You're like a voodoo doll
On a shelf
But that doll is me
And I'll only hurt myself
This is an aftershock
And aftershock
Yeah
I cannot lie about it
I cannot cry about it
I cannot live without it
I cannot breathe without it
I cannot text about it
I cannot talk about it
I cannot be without it
I cannot be without it
This is an aftershock
Ain't got no doubt
Ain't got no doubt about it