Why don't we talk about it I'm sick of throwing my fists around Throwin' them fits on the ground This is an aftershock, no doubt about it No doubt about it I can't throw my heart around no more Time is a waste Spent on bad taste If I'm kicking your ass to the door This is an aftershock, no doubt about it No doubt about it Livin' on borrowed time I lent it from my youth High up on interest rates You are what separates Me from truth Numb from my neck up Dumb from my waist down High on the downers In my nervious breakdown I've done all that I can to hurt you Except to call You're like a voodoo doll On a shelf But that doll is me And I'll only hurt myself This is an aftershock And aftershock Yeah I cannot lie about it I cannot cry about it I cannot live without it I cannot breathe without it I cannot text about it I cannot talk about it I cannot be without it I cannot be without it This is an aftershock Ain't got no doubt Ain't got no doubt about it