Took your words like you said I should and look at what good they've done me I've played support system, you played victim and look at what good it's done and you trip me up leave me standing with your akward, untouchable lips It's a cruel world, I've found It's a cruel world, but I'm a lucky boy
You're so glorious, a waste of time You're the safety in lying You are radiator heat, you're the winter blankets sleep You're the excuse that I use when I want to stop trying And start waiting for the sky to fall They tell me it's a cruel world that I've found It's a cruel world and I'm a lucky boy
You're not gold to me I was wrong You're not gold and there'll be Centuries left when you're gone.
"You know when people just shit on you and you want to get them back? Like you could abuse the power and put their names and the places they live so the people like you, on our side, can threaten them? That's power, my friends. This one time...oh fuck it,