Smile
you don't exist
I'm taking pictures
making you wish you were there
when all along you thought you were
now you're a shell
your life's hell
and there's no reason to smile anymore
I thought I knew
but that wasn't you
it was a guide on how to feel real
but it didn't say what to do
once you had been found out
and tonight I swear I found you
and even though you're nothing
you're something
a whore, for lack of a better word
a slut, but you don't want me
so cameras off
and film developed
let's be honest
you're not fooling anyone
and was I really that bad?
cuz I thought I was hard to spot
but you know me too well
just because you invented a new image
in your mind
of me
of who I am
of what I am
of how much you hate me
and how I don't deserve the attention
so if I go out tonight
I'm taking you with me
like a gun like a late start like an invitation
the crashing part is the least of your problems
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