The Hours

A Clean, Well-Lighted Place

The Hours


It's not all just black and white anymore 
there's that ugly shade of grey 
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart and a soul 
Because there's no risk in not hurting at all 
Maybe then my eyes wouldn't grow so old 
I think its just my nature to realize the evil in everything and everyone 
I envy those who sing a song much more sincere than mine 
No one will ever give a shit about a kid 
with fear in his heart and hope in his eyes 

I guess that's how it is 
life isn't a fairy tail, and if it were, I'd fuck it up 
I'm running backwards in a race I cannot win 
I lost my conscience long ago 
I'm in this shit for myself 
I've found that a life worth living is one
where everyone else is content 
and you're fucking miserable 
So take your best shot 
And then fail because from the start 
you're not good enough