four hundred new macabre tattoos
dance up & down my thigh.
my whole life made up of untruths
it's not necessarily a lie.
and maybe I love you and maybe I don't
I haven't decided yet.
and maybe I'll live and maybe I won't
I'm still trying to grow a set.
forever's forgotten when right now is too much
some things have got to change.
my lover, Yesterday, has the strangest touch
like holding fingers over a flame.
tomorrow's a sigh
today is a burden
living is but a joke.
blink fast, don't cry
nod through the sermon
shut up & light a smoke.