He gets his information. From overhearing conversations. Doesn't ask questions. Doesn't learn any lessons. . And he keeps his mouth shut. 'Til he bowls over and he blows up.
Call me a liar, call me your friend. I will let you down again. Cause I'm a disaster of epic proportions. I will let you down again. . I am not worthy to be called your savior.
I left my heart in a plastic box. On the bedside table. It will be locked 'til I get home. . I've grown feeble and tired of the world. Tired of constantly missing my girl.
Sick with regret, you sputter out. Your flame swallowed in doubt. Light the cigarette and take a breath. The smoke inflates your chest. And thins your blood so you bleed less inside.
Dripping wet with practiced sincerity. Cute slogans for tangible mysteries. You reduce your god to a TV commercial. (Pruned to profit your ego). "Buy what I sell, you scream.
I've scraped the glass for crumbs. And asked the mirror for some truth. I've loaded my body with chemicals. It was no use. . 'Cause retribution's coming.
Whats it gonna take for me?. On my hands and knees. While all the poets. Fill pages of loose leaf. . I feel cheap and I feel empty. We will bathe in the sea of disbelief.