i shouldn't be telling you this but

if whatever other's think counts as pathetic then you should have seen
how she would lean into the table and holding a knife to eye level say
he acted in terribly pathetic ways
 (i shouldn't be telling you this)

truth is i am amazed of how with the passing of time
i feel less and less
and less... less...
 hope i'm not stripped down and lost like you are
if i let the doom fall upon me
then what's left?
am i giving up so fast?

nah
i'm not you
nor her
not anybody else i know

pay attention to me

some of my tricks never worked,
i guess some part of my brain must have failed?
lost its sparkle? i can't guess.

she said a lot of things, you know
even from the corner of your eye i knew you knew
i wonder how often now your windows are mine
i wonder often whose in control

whose fingers will break next?
yours, mine?
can she pull someone apart?
is my head breaking open,
is the fridge open,
or is it just the alarm clock?

lately i can't tell noises and people apart