CRUELTY Track 5
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I was a fool, I made a rule
And broke it right away
I stand today a broken-hearted soul
Love took its toll
Now all I’ve got is refried beans and rock & roll
I was a man, I had a tan
But now I’m pasty white
Fluorescent light has taken all my tone
I live alone with a fungus that’s been
Growing on my unused phone
Let’s have memorial, don’t need a preacher
She only notified my Spanish teacher
Let’s have a funeral, don’t need a casket
My heart’ll fit inside a picnic basket
Open up your soul and pine
For the man who used to live inside this head of mine
He used to care for wrestling
Used to care ‘bout money
Used to care ‘bout everything but you
Pick on up your pace and come
To the man who makes his bed inside my cranium
He only wants to worship, only wants to feel
Only wants you behind his wheel
You once were strong, you sang along
When I shared my ideal, it wasn’t real
But you can fake so well, now things are swell
Are you happy or delusional, it’s hard to tell
I’ve made it plain, I feel the pain
But I still have my pride. It’s deep inside
With memories of you before you blew
Everything that made you special
On a blind man’s view
Go buy a wedding ring, don’t need my blessing
You’re only lifting up the burden pressing
I feel better every time I see you with your taker
He’ll only let you be a baby maker
Open up your arms and reach
For the man who raced against you on a crowded beach
Back when solo, back when you had style
Back before you wallowed in denial
Pick on up your ears and listen
To the man whose lips you took the time to kiss
Back when you were hungry, back when you had soul
Back before you flushed it down the bowl
Maybe I’m the one caught up in wishful thinking
Maybe I’m the one who’s clearly misled
Maybe I’m projecting my own misguided values
Maybe I should quit while I’m ahead
Nah…
I wasn’t serious, I was just joking
Can I please have a puff of what you’re smoking
Smells like someone settling, tastes like a wasteland
Please take it back before I get some secondhand
Open up your legs and wait
For the man who now controls your mediocre fate
Let him charm you further, kissing you discretely
Now that he’s devalued you completely
Feel the wind upon your back
As you inventory everything that you will lack
Take the time to focus, one last look at me
As you land in domesticity
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