A crooked smile a crooked eye

Messed up when you was a little kid

An unfortunate disguise

For a pure heart, marked by the outside

That sometimes creeps inward and changes you and makes you feel

As if your work were your whole life

You're sleepless and sickly and so serious

You let it ring you dry, ring you dry

But your righteous vow alone will never bring you joy

A crooked smile a crooked eye

You let it become you

And wish some pane of glass

Would bеnd your crooked light

Into straight lines, straight lines

Injuriеs

Helplessness

Evil men

The peace you get from them

From them...

You stupid shit, that was 12 years ago

Let it go

Let it go

You still lockin' up all those disco drag moves

And your pencil poems

In a lunchbox urn

And your reckless laugh

You still hold it back back back back back back back