You and I are two of a kind
We lie through our teeth to impress each other
To make it seem like the actions we took
are much less then they seem
To pretend that we don't really deserve
the consequences we face
because of those actions.
So we can pick sides
and become allies
against the world that is calling us out on our bull s**t.
Even though we both don't really care what the other has actually done.
We pretend to.
And we pretend to believe
every lie
that slips through our lips into the cold night sky.
And we don't really like each other that much anyway.
But we make two of a kind
And one hell of a team.
Soaking in *****, cigarette ashes and regret.
Shooting bullets at everyone who comes too close.
And we try and stop the other
from shooting that bullet
one inch closer to their messed up brain.
Maybe one day we will fail to save the other.
But for right now,
we really are
two of a kind