That same song is perfect still,
The rhymes in every line...

Drenched in guilty nothingness,
You just turn around and leave...

You're lacking something rotten,
But I'm sure I'll compensate...

These words weren't written for rhythm;
they're just as bad as they sound...

Ever made sense of the voices that tell you,
experience is cheap and words cost lives...

I've lived half my life inside daydreams and lies,
with edible questions and awkward lines...

All i can picture is you in the sun,
wondering where this went wrong...

I spent quite a long time,
I spent quite a long time...

Spare me the renditions,
I'm not here for filthy words...

The sand has covered my toes beneath,
they're sinking fast into concrete...

I know that you'll be back tomorrow.
can we just lay low for a while now...

Maybe I'm small in a very big world,
but these are words for all their worth...