You can't forget dear that the world will keep turning.

From some things you can't run,
Hold it together, and watch it come undone.
The pieces won't fit and you'll run out of glue,
You will lose what makes you you.

So pretend that you know and put on a smile,
Sickle sweet words for this mundane trial.
Who you are matters less then what you portray,
Pick a truth and listen to what it will say.

Love stand yourself up and swear this one will count,
Just more **** to surmount.
Never show them the strings coming undone,
Nobody want's to see a rerun.