I'm a touch fast

Though I'll be last

To play with a heart from the start

I'll be straight

The second best boy

Unlike the rest, boy

I'll stick around in the house of your mind

At the gates

And I never thought they'd get to you

So tell me have they gotten to you, too?

Did you tell them what they wanted to know?

Did you show them what I wanted to show ... you?

And it's coming undone so I run and I run

But there's

Nowhere left worth

Running to

And it's hopeless at best

But what do we get?

A sense of regret which feels like

Nothing new

I'm the white ash

From a smoke stack

Helplessly floating from embers

That create

Troubled at best boy

Another decoy

Tipping my hat to the man

Fanning the flame

I never thought they could get you to crack

So tell me how they got me to crack you

Did you really think you could trust

Such a man with a head full of rust ... too?

As it was coming undone

I could have told you to run

But I searched and I yearned

For that pill

To get me through

And I'm helpless at best

Equal to the rest

I'll always forget

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