Now I remember your face
The name you remind me of, so fake
This bitter pill, just a bit overkill
But theater has its place’s
We have come to a fork in the middle of this road
Damnit, who put this here?
Blocking my way, making it harder to say
What I need to
Well if I weren’t drunk, I could walk in a straight line.
But if I weren’t drunk, would I have the courage to dance?
So I’ll take another shot,
Some cold, liquid courage,
Injecting some iron
Into my spine
O, but it’s irony at its best
When you say, “I meant it!”
You meant it, you meant it!
O, how you lie
So you’re exposed, losing composure
Gaining a gloomy expression
What was that for, why so down?
You never could answer my questions
Seemingly unbreakable, I’m fragile
Your outer shell still intangible
The clock is broken, but I know the time;
I’m learning to not take the gamble.
Well if I weren’t high, all of the time, I would be pretty damn successful
But even on this high, I can tell that it’s time, and so I am walking away
Your face is beautiful, it’s true.
Physically flawless, a wonderful view.
But there’s nothing underneath;
You’re an empty physique.
And it’s time I said goodbye to you.