Thought I'd learnt to be sweet
But turns out, I'm still
Maybe it's me; maybe this time, I'm the quitter.
I wondered if my smile
Could last me for miles
But they're just as false
As they are fragile.
Lace these solemn words into your chords
Tangle them in your wires.
Remember them and covet them, but then set them on fire.
Cry about me, lie about me
Say it never meant a thing.
Say I wasn't meant to be the queen to your king.
Admit I'm more like a pawn
In a corrupt game of chess.
No knight to protect me,
A monochrome mess.
So yes, I had thought I'd gotten over this;
But you are no longer the you that I miss.
Your smiles, just like mine
Are nothing but artificial
A one-way ticket to a place superficial.
A crack in the sturdy wall you've been working on for so damn long
Your builders are dying
What the fuck went wrong?
A red light ran, a sign ignored
One bad road taken and your plan is flawed.
Will you come out of this, superior?
With your cracked up walls and your shitty interior?
How is it that I'm the one who wanted to stay
So without going anywhere, I've lost my way?
Not anymore, not now, and not ever
I wish you luck on your latest endeavour.
Bitter sounds good if you drop the I for an E
That's how you should feel after a small detoxing spree.
Tell yourself that your own shitty interior will do.
How you'll manage this the next time, I don't have a clue.
Thought I'd learn to be sweet, and maybe I'm not bitter?
Maybe I'm the whole parade, but you're just some glitter.