I'm a touch fast
Though I'll be last
To play with a heart from the start
I'll be straight

The second best boy
Unlike the rest, boy
I'll stick around in the house of your mind
At the gates

And I never thought they'd get to you
So tell me have they gotten to you, too?
Did you tell them what they wanted to know?
Did you show them what I wanted to show ... you?

And it's coming undone so I run and I run
But there's
Nowhere left worth
Running to
And it's hopeless at best
But what do we get?
A sense of regret which feels like
Nothing new

I'm the white ash
From a smoke stack
Helplessly floating from embers
That create
Troubled at best boy
Another decoy
Tipping my hat to the man
Fanning the flame

I never thought they could get you to crack
So tell me how they got me to crack you
Did you really think you could trust
Such a man with a head full of rust ... too?

As it was coming undone
I could have told you to run
But I searched and I yearned
For that pill
To get me through
And I'm helpless at best
Equal to the rest
I'll always forget
Not to review (?)