Ciao.

*Bad language.

You don't even know what's real. You're cold like metal stainless steel. With no flaws, you're the real deal. You can touch, but you can't feel.

And I'm guilty because I feel too much. I walk the line and push my luck. Like I could'nt give a.....

Damn... I have no game plan. But I can't be your superman.

You're a princess, you're a high roller. When I'm torn you say I'm bi polar.

And I won't wear my pay cheque around my neck to gain respect when you've never shed a drop of sweat. So you can blow me like a clarinet.

And I speak words you cant hear. I show you things you cant fear. And you're the new school, I'm so last year. Racing you in first gear.

And you're plastic, and so fantastic. You want to pull me apart like worn elastic.
You want to change me, but change is drastic when I'm so unenthusiastic.

Chain me, yes that's the main plan. That's why I have handcuffs on my wrists and a smoke in one hand, blowing a smokescreen and flicking ash in a beer can. I'll sink into the earth like I'm in quicksand.

And you're so independent. And I fall like the worlds last descendant. And you'll rise up so unrepentant, and I'm on your side, your flight attendant.

And I don't have the answers, my truth is loose. That's why you're the duck and I'm the goose. I just want us to call a truce, but I can't do that when you're obtuse.

Now you're making moves and you're taking names. And I'm drifting by and I'm playing games. You may think that I'm insane when I use my heart more than my brain.

So I think it's best that you leave right now. Take all your baggage and I'll say Ciao. Find your own way, I don't care how. Your abuse I can't allow.

And this time I can't come along. I can't do what's right when we're all wrong.