Someone Else's Sake
Expression changes to impression when words change hands.
Careful interactions, careful they don't turn into attractions.
A half full glass on a bar napkin is a reminder of a thin past.
Going down this rabbit hole never had an after glow.
Things will change and I suppose that's okay... really there's nothing for me to say anyway.
I'm tired of sleeping when I'm awake, I'm tired of for someone else's sake.
Seeing the other happy people makes me wish I was blind, so it wouldn't remind me I'm not.
Antisocial attitude makes me come off rude... but such interpretations are crude.
Not really any one's friend, in my experience such things never really have a good end.
I feel fine, but then again that's hard to define because fine is such a thin line.
I can't trace where all this started to move at a break neck pace... nor can I face the bitter taste of the choices I make.
I can't fake that it has gotten me anywhere not living for someone else's sake.
Careful interactions, careful they don't turn into attractions.
A half full glass on a bar napkin is a reminder of a thin past.
Going down this rabbit hole never had an after glow.
Things will change and I suppose that's okay... really there's nothing for me to say anyway.
I'm tired of sleeping when I'm awake, I'm tired of for someone else's sake.
Seeing the other happy people makes me wish I was blind, so it wouldn't remind me I'm not.
Antisocial attitude makes me come off rude... but such interpretations are crude.
Not really any one's friend, in my experience such things never really have a good end.
I feel fine, but then again that's hard to define because fine is such a thin line.
I can't trace where all this started to move at a break neck pace... nor can I face the bitter taste of the choices I make.
I can't fake that it has gotten me anywhere not living for someone else's sake.