respect
is a thing
when you least expect it

restraint
is a thing
that lets it go

like a dummy
or a pacifier
is a thing
when you never thought you needed it

complaint
is a thing
that lets it go

like a shower
or a memory
is a thing
when you hold on to it

what it definitely aint
is a thing
that you'll control
but i'll do my best, at your behest
no, besides
its a thing
i'll let it go
as long as you're still in control

advertising
likes to punch you in the face
so you hear it
loud and clear

when you left
after you punched me in the face
made me fear it
clear and present

social media
tends to punch you in the face
when you let it
presently clear

i don't regret a thing
i stand by what i said, i miss you
no matter what you bring try not to punch me in the head

it's not allowed, out loud

i am a suitcase
full of memories
i'm the best thing
you had last year

i am the ketchup
on your french fries
i am the best thing
you had last year

i am the puzzle
to your solution
i am the best thing
you had last year

i am the flashlight
to your darkness
i am the best thing
you had all year

better wake him up
better shake him up
better wake him up
so he can hear

it was only that last time
that last time
that one and only time
you were here

i am the duct tape
sealing all your boxes
i am the best thing
you had all year

i am the usual
minding my own business
i am the best thing
eight long years

better listen now
better listen how
better listen to what you thought
was so severe

it was only that last time
that very last time
that was the only time
you were ever
really
here

i give what i can and won't when i can't
watch the reflection bounce off of the slant
i'm not inconspicuous, that much is true
better the devil that's hidden in you

for all of my yearning, my discourse remains
thoroughly, utterly, horribly strange
and so to the skeptic, or he who complains
it isn't too late to arrange

i won't when i can't and i want what i give
because surely that's the best way to live
as loud as i shout, to the deaf and the broken
it will never compare to the day i'd awoken

taken for granted, that sounds about right
deliberately, knowingly doing the same
this and that, ***-for-tat, it'll all be alright
a whisper from somewhere outside of the frame
when there's nobody else to blame
it's your fault

i've made a few mistakes
in my life
but i've seen a lot
and i've learnt a lot
and i've felt enough to know
that forget is better than forgot

i've taken a few chances
in my time
but i've given much
and i've slipped the clutch
and i've sold enough to show
that today is not tonight

but right now, i hope
that when i die
the earth will **** me in
and chew me up another way
so someone else can soak that in
and make it shine another way

as long as i can
as long as i might
i want to do what's right
so it can start again
so i can do it again
i probably should
and i can

but what's right, is it might, is it should've or can't
is it what if, or what for, or what are the chances
is it power, or clever, or getting it on
is it scraping what's left of it off of the lawn
is it legend, or legendary
nobody knows
nobody knows

but whatever happens
i hope to be my best
so that someone else will benefit
yeah, i hope i'll be my best

dark, alone, and wondering
what'll happen to the light
when the sun comes out

are you okay?

yeah, i suppose
i'm in a bit of a state of wth
a state of honest introspection
i'm trying to gather together all of the ends
i need to mend

but actually
i'm in a bit of a state of ***
where did i lose that perfection
i'm trying to convince all of my friends
to what end, i wonder

i wonder where i would've been had i just let it go
i wonder how my secrets are starting to show now
i wonder how so many of you know

i wonder what would've happened had i just stepped up
i wonder what it's like to get out of the snow now
i wonder if i should probably give up

and into that dream
like a breeze, it breathes
immaculate