The sweetest thing that I know, you come and go
feels like a cancer, you are the answer
you have an eye for an asshole and get stuck in a promise that you cannot hold
never right, look into eyes: thought I saw something but it was nothing
you're the one to say it all, a choice that wasn't an option for me to recall
nothing is real.
time spent/nothing is real
on this soon to be abandoned dock, you made the choice to write me off