I swear this song is my life Save face and leave before she gets mean You know how to act you've scripted the scene the film's more a short, a monologue of sorts Whatever's invalidate the mind reading smile Now ask your self quietly (you're a bright, breathing funeral) Was it worth all the agony? Your last fairy tale. Scribble out the trite words, on paper always smarter. Looking for the video locked in your left brain. A string of stealth encounters, making sex under the table. Perfect simple positions like the truth you've learned to bend. Now ask yourself quietly, you get worked over nightly by the brutal realtiy of your last fairy tail. Young fiction writer you tried to live inside her. Depending on paper to save you in the end. Now ask yourself quietly feel free to answer honestly. It's o.k. you're alone now, was it worth one less friend?