Verbage

(S. McCorkindale)

Every song’s about pain
All blood and sex, a twist of cain
I can’t believe in nothing
But I don’t believe in your thing
Sorrow stills the life inside you
Stained black and cobalt blue
Wraps your smile in a web of tattoos
It’s pain you can’t trust

This town is safe
From faith, hope and charity
Anxiety bleeds the lovesick
But I still miss you
Trapped in my chemistry
Your laugh, your smell, heat next to me
My memory’s not what it used to be
So it won’t last

Brandon Lee has left the building
Took Kurt and Shannon with him
Make some space in The X-Files for them
But they won’t come back

Like it or not, death’s the end