Rusty Knives

On the day you signed the lines
Your soul belonged to them
Now they stab with rusty knives
The sullen can’t pretend
As they use the same old lines
To cut you to an end
Soon you’ll stand alone outside
And no one lets you in
You’re not too young to die
You’re not too young to die
Lady luck’s not far away
She has plans for you
Another rock sits in the way
Any way you lose
So you stand alone outside
With everything to prove
So they stab into your pride
And customize your noose
You’re not too young
You’re not too young