I only want to climb tall buildings when im feeling on the ledge
and I live to love the moments looking down before she says
you have so much to live for and that way is the coward's way out
don't panic, look at me in my eyes and lose your doubt
understand that i'm not leaving, that you are what I am about
I am not your past and your future remains unwritten
you try and convince me of your dulled fangs knowing i'm twice bitten
unconvinced of intent, convince me to relent these words written
try harder to give me my false hopes
and i'll string them together to make ropes
and if a close friend decides that he cant cope...
well let us think positive instead of this dread
there is so much to live for, so much left to be written and said
but don't confuse me for an optimist as this is a detail that should not be missed
not only is that glass half-empty, smell this, im pretty sure somebody spit in it