21 days to live, one way to feel relief,
One way to feel grief, to disbelief,
One phrase makes me lose my grip on reality
Feel me how life is slipping away from me
21 ways to elude any alternative,
I sure hate feeling like this
But I do like writing dumb poetry
21 minutes left to breathe
But only one to clear any misunderstanding,
Between you and me, it isn't easy
It has never been
One last cigarette before I leave
You call me by 21 appellatives,
For me, there are just 21 things to be
Amazing, mean and sick are only three,
As Russian roulette gets the best of me
I won't be able to list the rest of it
But I can make a huge mess out of it
21 ways to set my ambition ablaze
One way to return to a subject I subsequently just grazed
So what if 21 steps taken are 21 chances wasted?
Rejection and defeat are not all I've ever tasted
How bout that undertaker's amusement? -
"They're not dead; I just buried them to bruise them"
And I came back for your entertainment
Maybe I can make you smile with one statement:
21 songs that impress can't make one anthem
But one smile of yours can inspire 21 choruses
Losing my religion to capture your essence;
To learn the lessons;
To adore your annoying habits;
To push you to your limits;
To win this battle of wits
Without breaking your heart to bits
I want to be enthusiastic about your lips
Undoubtedly lost in your eclipse
In love with you for eternity
I definitely don't want to think of 21 things
Why I hate you for liking me
I'll only need one and I'd be out of here
