Throwing Rocks

It's good and well, then I feel sorry for myself
It's happening again
Throwing rocks, for a split second I think it's not my fault
Then I feel sick again

All the sudden, I have what I want
All the sudden, all I have is now gone
It's so hard to go back, go back
It's so hard to know that, know that
I'm so sorry I take it back, take it back
I'm trying to see that, to see that, to see that
It is what it is
There are things that I'll have to miss

Birthday cakes, I think too hard about my mistakes
I'm losing all my friends
Throwing rocks, everything I do is all my fault
I think of how it ends

All the sudden, I have what I want
All the sudden, all I have is now gone
It's so hard to go back, go back
It's so hard to know that, know that
I'm so sorry I take it back, take it back
I'm trying to see that, to see that, to see that
It's all hard, I'm so sorry
I'm trying to see that, to see that, to see that
It is what it is
There are things that I'll have to miss

It's not my fault
I'll keep throwing rocks