You can run through to the end of it
pretend a bit that
the hurt eases,
pain ceases,
Strontium 89 has the line on it,
a chemical bite might
do the trick.

Or just go into exile
die once a day
for a while anyway, but
love's curt
tells you it's hurt
when you haven't a clue.

You can run through and pretend
or just end it
a bit like the lights going dim,
Knock, knock,
no answer
nobody's in.

We have to do it,
some are successful and
me,
I just blew it
straight through the red stop and the next stop's the last stop where the pit stop's the pit and you can go through to the end of it because no one will believe you when you tell them you blew it and who knew it,
not me.

Exile's a paradise,
but we still want to throw the dice for a double or quits or if and until the cap fits,
pretend for a bit.