Scribbles Lyrics

It's So Hard To Adjust To

You Not Being Here

Everythings So Cold, And I'm Not Thinking Clear

So I hit the Showers To Wash Away Your Stain

But if I Scrub You Out, Then i Might Drain Away



May I Ask You to Stop Messin With This Head Thats On My

Shoulders,Cuz It Doesnt Understand You

I'll Scribble to My Hand Is Sore,

Till I Know Theres Nothing More,

That I can Say To Make You Stay...



Maybe You Should Gut Me and Stuff Me

And Nail Me to your Wall

I Could Be Your Trophy You Won't Have To Hear Me Talk

Will You Feel Me Shiver?

Will You Feel The Bumps on my Skin?

Summer Went Away, In a Day

And Winters Setting In..



When You Read These Scribbles

Don't be Too Confused,

Cuz You and I Both Know That

It's All Just Dribble

But what do you expect?

What am I supposed to Do For You?



May I Ask You to Stop Messin With This Head Thats On My

Shoulders,Cuz It Doesnt Understand You

I'll Scribble to My Hand Is Sore,

No I Know Theres Nothing More,

That I can Say To Make You Stay...