God, you gave me a first name
Bestowed unto me a lack of noise
For all my friends live in pages
Where we are shattering eardrums and ankles
I want to leave here and find new notes
I want a staircase and a bus to an unknown part of town
I want a new mind and a dirty conscience
I want more things to believe in
If I believe in anything, it's how you feel in the night
It's when it's cold but you don't care
When any lie is conceivable
I believed I could live off you
But that girl was right.
We never change
You indecisive, I uninventive
The scars on your thigh are sticking to me.
Goodbye, I really do love you
But we never change.
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