The Bronx - Notice Of Eviction

days you always want to tell me lies
you try to sell me to the stars at night
you think i'm too uptight
love you call me on the phone alone 
you wish that i could stay speaking pain in codes 
telling me you still care through a dial tone 
 [bad word] you want to put my life on hold
you really want to see my growing old with you 
like a naive friend
but i, i never want to face myself again
unless [bad word] [bad word] 
speaking pain in codes
telling you that i know i'm no good alone 

i've tried so hard just to be myself
but i've erased everything i was
i tried searching for the [bad word] alone
and i remember everything i've done 
i'm thinking everything will turn out fine
but i'm a little kid without a soul
oh give me just a little bit more time 
just a little bit
say what you want to do to me or you
i don't care right 

i've tried so hard just to be myself
but i've erased everything i was
i tried searching for the [bad word] alone
and i remember everything i've done 
i erased everything i know
but i'm a little kid without a soul
give me just a little bit more time to solve my future