If I'd made you there'd be a damn sight less to do
About your stinking attitude and your lack of any lustre
If I'd seen you in the mirror all those years ago
I'd have stopped myself from breathing so I wouldn't have to know
This heartache
Shake myself awake at night
With dreams of your unsteady light
Twisting me into a mockery
Of everything I ought to be
A thousand tiny scratches in the sheen of this veneer
And I'm weighted, and I'm waiting
And my throat is tight with fear
Time waits for no man, I get slower every year
Until I sink beneath the surface and finally disappear
If I'd been smarter or maybe been more wise
I would've seen the devil as he danced behind your eyes
But there's no poetry in shedding a disguise
So lead me to the music of my own bitter demise
And I can
Shake myself awake at night
With dreams of your unsteady light
Twisting me into a mockery
Of everything I ought to be
A thousand tiny scratches in the sheen of this veneer
And I'm weighted, and I'm waiting
And my throat is tight with fear
Time waits for no man, I get slower every year
Until I sink beneath the surface and finally disappear
A thousand tiny scratches in the sheen of this veneer
And I'm weighted, and I'm waiting
And my throat is tight with fear
Time waits for no man, I get slower every year
Until I sink beneath the surface and finally disappear