What Happened To Phineas Gage?

Before i let you in.
I’m sick of hearing about, all those open roads
And those restless winds
And your re-ocurring flings
I’d rather lay you down on shards of broken glass and nails.
That seemingly slide.
Gently into your skin
Reform your rules, to have this crutch
It’s all the things that you miss much
Who wouldn’t be dying.
To go for a drink.
With the ignorant.
Because you’re ignorant
I’d put myself at the head of the line and i’d dive right in.
Reform your rules, to have a crutch
It’s all those things that you miss so much
I oppose the oppositions and i’ll make compliments fly like birds.
What do you do when everything’s the way you want, what you want,
all of the time?
Reform your rules, you have a crutch
It’s all those things that you miss so fucking much
This is what happens when a love that’s meant to last forever
Ends before it truly begins
And although i forgive you
I’ll never forget
How you completley destroyed a friend
Just for a cheap fuck