Now we're far from these moments,
And I'll stand tall, as perfect aim...

You better watch out what you wish for.
when you wake up in your make up...

The tears, they fell
like soft blows...

People can't help you, so why take the risk?
Their comfort's halfhearted, cliched and brisk...

Save yourself,
Because in the end, the only thing that matters...

And she waits, she waits, but the only change that...
Is the copper in her pocket, that she saves for a...

It's all a bit ambiguous now,
the alcohol keeps my head from thinking...

It's been fun, but here's the stop sign,
you've rode shot gun all this time...

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

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

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

This may sound redundant,
But I think it bares repeating...