pulled away by the distance between us, / from a single mistake / and although i've tried to get closer, / it all still keeps me awake (come closer!)
(you could be much better) you don't know how much i've tried, (be a real go-getter) all the questions that run dry
so we keep our hands held tight, and shoot toward the moon / you might catch a glimpse or two—(break right through over to you!)
(so—fuck)
so unsure, before it's even heard, never confident in a single word / this bird, expert in the absurd, number one in life that has been deferred
you better know your place, with such desperate violence wrote on your face; unashamed—
wait.
so my darling, if the crowd wants more, go and give 'em what they're waiting for!
i cook my dinners for an audience, at least that's what i'd like to do / lately it's me and my irrelevance, garnished with hopeless love for you
but my gentle heart is pained to see all of the shadows inside of me / so my gentle heart breaks in two when i think of losing you
oh, and i'm a sucker for when my fans suffer, so i will write lyrics about how i hate them
i greet your day and ask you how you are, and demonstrate my endless repertoire / i take things back when noted insufficient, i learn to tell you no if running inefficient; a good time
