9 July 2012
So you're jealous?
So you make it hell for us?
What happened to trust?
Or was it all pure lust?
Sit with me and watch the dust.
As it drifts and collects over this picture frame.
Your words to every innocent person just the same.
You're lost and obsessed with this game.
As if it'll bring you something more.
Money, fame?
You just put yourself to shame, to try and blame the ones who try to keep up your good name.
Now we know the truth and it hurts.
To realize you've done nothing but make it worse.
Clueless • Opuss № I