Maybe being insane
Is the curse
That was gifted
To every writer

A merry-go-round
Why did we like it as children?

Stick you stickers on a sticky surface
Make sure it cannot come off
Be honest about why you do this
Does it make you feel better when your leg shakes?
Or is it why your leg shakes?

no mercy?
no mercy?
how can you say that when we have been through everything that you see
and we still chose to stay?
how can you say i have no mercy when i only stick around from the goodness of my heart?
how can you say that i have no mercy when all i do is think and do for you
all i want is to make you happy
how can you forget that i am constantly being mowed down?
no fvcking mercy?

I just want somebody to love  
I think everybody does
But it’s not just any somebody
Surely you understand

Fire and candle wax
That's what we were
Time was just the wick
Eventually it ran out

She came to me with letters
She said her name is Alice
She was the first person to write me a letter
And I felt alone

This is the story of the time
I dared to dance with
The woman that stole away my life

At first she loved me just fine
Brought me roses and
Took me out to dinner
Textbook things
That made me happy

stars falling
to a person looking from below
it’s beautiful
it’s hope
a shower of light
a chance to touch
something rare
keep it in your heart
but how does it look
from above?
like all of that hope
that love
burning up
in one final cry
to say i was here.