kevin]

As I begin, to sink into this fate, that I, have tried so hard, to tread
You sit with your magazine, your cigarettes, your apathy, as we continue downward into lukewarm discontent
Descending side by side, While retrospect and time, devour my thoughts, and our long nights,
With such civilized but brutal taste, in suffering and self-disgrace, your disappointment paints your eyes a darker shade of brown
And your poor excuses reek of such expensive wine, while my replies of cowardice get molded into forgiveness
For everything you said, and everthing you did, I have failed, to forgive you for either, I tried, But I failed to forgive any aspect of either
Fair-weathered friend how could these eyes, ever forget, those lustful nights, seeing your lips pressed against theirs, I tried to forget, I tried but failed
As I begin to sink into this fate, that I, have tried so hard to tread, cause apparently I'm much too dense, you're much too tired and oh so stressed, ignoring al these words that I am struggling to say
So put down your pill bottles, put down your glass of wine, put down all of your magazines and look me in the eye, just tell me that you're happy, tell me this is what, you, wanted, from me, cause it's everything I have, and everything I can afford, such courteous envy, I tried but I failed to forgive any aspect of either,
She never said, she wants it all, I bet she does, I bet she does