Paroles de Working for the Knife

I cry at the start of every movie I guess ‘cause I wish I was making things too But I'm working for the knife I used to think I would tell stories But nobody cared for the stories I had about No good guys I always knew the world moves on I just didn’t know it would go without me I start the day high and it ends so low ‘Cause I'm working for the knife I used to think I’d be done by 20 Now at 29 the road ahead appears the same Though maybe at 30 I’ll see a way to change That I'm living for the knife I always thought the choice was mine And I was right but I just chose wrong I start the day lying and end with the truth That I'm dying for the knife