Strum

It will be so perfect
I said too beautiful for words
It will be so perfect I said

My words are stupid, worthless
Merely so much noise
I want to cover up the wall
Good things really never run
The first time through
Adapted for our latest ploy
A pantomime of feeling good good good!
And waving as the smile just sit's
But really I have never cared less in my life
To ever smile again

I sit before the mirror white and
Draw my red eyes black
My head is full of еveryone you evеr knew
Reflected, tired and cracked

My act is empty, hopeless only so much luck
A show to cover up the stage
All this strewn to satisfy another you in
Acting out this tired charade
A pantomime of feeling good
Good good good gooooood!
Drowning as the smile drips down
But really I have never cared less in my life
Whatever turns around

I sit before the mirror cold and
Paint my black mouth red
Your head is full of everyone I ever knew
Reflected, old and dead

It will still be perfect
You said too beautiful for words
It will still be perfect