Cant Make You

My mouth is a trash bag
Never worth the shit that's in it
I can't make anyone like me
This was never something I wanted
Ill make no one bow down 
This was never something I would do
My world was a cradle falling from the tree
My words are shit hitting the fan
My blood made me a damaged man
But never was my heart to be free
A headache without a repair
No drugs are allowed here
Broken and bleeding
But no ointment to help clear the scar......
This world is dying.....cold and blank
No smile across my damned fucking face
There's no sweet tomorrow at this place
Can't beg you to see it my way
That's not something I was want to say...