For All It's Worth

Torn from the inside, giving all you have, You'll run a thousand miles before you take on helping hands, They take it all for granted, a never-ending feed, But when the trough is empty, see the failure of the breed Now run to me, and show me grace, W

If I say another god damn thing, You'll be running round your house, Screaming you were just a bad dream, But I know when I go to sleep girl, You'll be the last thing on my mind. It was a long month, Somewhere in the autumn, There was something in th