I'm the one who shows up briefly
You won't see me come in
Or leave

The one who has a silent mouth
screaming brain

I got a thousand made up stories
Pressed flowers to give away
Little affection
All of my attention

Such a cliché
We're all the same

What makes us any different

I'm the one
Who tells you about honesty
The liar hides behind a curtain

A living statue
Who sheds tears
Once a year

Changes their self
mood flows like ocean waves

It all depends on the moon

Lays in bed
To stare at the ceiling

Trying to hate everything
(I love everything)

Such a shame
We're so alike

We might never get along