Things that are real
Are things that you can peel the skin off
And see the same beneath
You were a brave man
You had your charm, you had your plans
Got me blind to everything I'd see
'Cause the more I remember through
The months and those Septembers
You told me stories that had never been
Sewed your own shroud of mystery
Stories of knives and enemies
Conspiracies in our hometown streets
So am I a believer
Or should I just l leave ya
The way that all your words left me
Unsure and strange
Oh I wish that I could change
How I believed you in those days
Bite your tongue when you see me next
Don't hold your hand over your chest
My lovely little narcissist
You only love me when I'm gone
Only tell the truth when you are wrong
For my geranium kiss
Take my ears and take my eyes
What you sell and what you buy
Are separate things, you know
Balance my memory
I'll remove the love and envy
From the crooked scales you gave me
And I don't feel sorry anymore
My heart doesn't flutter at your call
The boy who cried wolf
Was never mine at all