Well lets all pretend That we did our best And try for a graceful exit And give up on all the rest
All our romantic notions And pretending we were something new When the truth is nothing special And the ending is always blue
Mama always told me I am one in a million I am no mathematician But it seems that nothing brilliant
A bunch of abject failures Pretending to be a revolution Constructs and fabrications A series of a hallucinations
I guess like everyone else I want to be part of something Something, bigger than myself not thin sliced up and slow burned & singed
Be that human who can trust my inner instincts Not ending up baffled As a walking contradiction
So here we are, you and I And another spoon in the road endless cul-de-sac and paper route Trying to get to another bus ride
Diaries with dreams, band names and secret crushes Tender cringe of course Is where sparkly magic lives
Burn it all in an oil barrel Stolen from a Hampton Airport This is my luxury i demand In the sparkley Chelsea apartment
Steal an ashtray on the way out And brag about it to be relevant Collect DNA samples from lip gloss And scan the brain for blood flow
Vagus nerve pierces like a pitchfork Smoldering on bamboo charcoal Devil ain’t got nothing more to give me So I offer her a raincoat And say “are you up for a stroll?“
