I saw the end
right from the start,
nervous and twitching:
A heart worn out on the stitching,
unimpressed, with success.
It's bittersweet with regret.
“I guess you just get what you get,
never more,†nevertheless
with a smile you suggest.
The shit that's passed off as beauty--
things matter more and more to me.
(I will)
Fragile at best,
frozen as stone,
afraid to have missed it,
afraid to have been left alone,
forever known as but a friend
over and over again.
It's always the same shit in the end,
stricken down with a frown,
not a smile to be found
upon the faces of lovers and dreamers,
talkers and thinkers,
singers and seethers:
Undisillusioned believers.
right from the start,
nervous and twitching:
A heart worn out on the stitching,
unimpressed, with success.
It's bittersweet with regret.
“I guess you just get what you get,
never more,†nevertheless
with a smile you suggest.
The shit that's passed off as beauty--
things matter more and more to me.
(I will)
Fragile at best,
frozen as stone,
afraid to have missed it,
afraid to have been left alone,
forever known as but a friend
over and over again.
It's always the same shit in the end,
stricken down with a frown,
not a smile to be found
upon the faces of lovers and dreamers,
talkers and thinkers,
singers and seethers:
Undisillusioned believers.