i've had split decisions, fractured limbs
but none as lonely as the whims
of broken hearts on spoiled thursday evenings
i've practiced lies - i've promised truth
i've begged for pain and dodged the bruise
i reason with the devil and a noose
someday i'll look - someday i'll find
someday i'll put use to my mind
i'll be the missing clue in your cold case
and who discovers? and who's the sleuth?
and who's the one who offers proof?
would anyone be weary of a liar
i'll say goodbye - i'll write my anguish
i'll document how you will vanquish
i'll slither in the slime that is my thoughts
i'll walk the rain - i'll tour the weather
someday then, i will be better -
