I was never really one for anything
I mean i multiply myself and
Subtract it from the world with
Everything i do
And i've really got no stimuli to add
To this conversation problem
My angst is filled with holes and
Bona fide cliches
I'd like to out-awake the moon with you
But i know you like me more when i'm asleep
Well don't worry baby, you're not the first
Oh wait that's right
Yes you are
Don't talk about your life to me no more
Just give me abstract paintings
Twisted photographs & miles of tattooed skin
If i could i would run around this city
And paint it with a brush made
From all the locks of hair
I cut from your head
And i know it's like this everywhere
And i know it's like this for everyone
And i know you think that you're alone
Well i guess you're right
You really are
And i'm so dumb
No i don't feel a thing
You can take a knife
And carve your art
Into my face
And that's just the start
Of how close you can get
I promise the sky today is real
It's not a painting of itself
It's a lifeless mass of water
Hung by gravity
