Unkind Lyrics - Matchbox 20

Read on, baby, what you're getting in to 

It's living on pain, the thing that's getting to you 

Write my name, painted up my picture 

Say it's the only thanks, I'm not around 

(Around) 

Beaten and battered 

Well if my dreams get shattered, then 

Pain gives my the right to be unkind 

Wait on baby which with some in-devotion 

I trade a river of tears for just a little emotion 

You can curse my name, painted up my picture 

Say it's the last time that I'll be around 

(Be around) 

Oh, well, I'm torn and tattered 

Saw the thoughts in my head be scattered 

Well, pain gives my the right to be unkind 

Yeah, and it sets me 

Right back to the heart of it 

Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it 

Joan's crazy is a place I call my own 

When I'm alone 

Read on, baby, what you're getting in to 

I swear once that it was the little things that mattered 

But it all seems true to you 

Say the hell with my name and say the hell with my picture 

Yeah, but swear the one time you need me around 

Be around, I'm around right now well, I'll stand like it matters 

Only once got screwy things got scattered by the rain 

Pain gives me the right to be unkind 

Right back to the heart of it 

Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it 

Joan's crazy is a place I call my own 

When I'm alone 

Right back to the heart of it 

Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it 

Joan's crazy is a place I call my own 

When I'm alone 

Right back to the heart of it 

Joan's crazy is a sly defense from it 

Joan's crazy is a place I call my own 

When I'm alone