they start when you are around
when i was growing up they told me the best things in life are free
then why does it cost a couple of greens to get a couple of grams?
so i’ve learned that nothing in life is free and it is all blood sweat and tears
and maybe we’ve gotta drown in some liquid courage before facing our fears
but the temptation to sink peacefully and quietly is much too strong
and honest to god i don’t think i can hold on to this for long
i’m tired and every book i read leaves me with an individual paper cut
one for every time my lovers scorned and destroyed my paper heart
and as a pretty souvenir i get to keep these multiple battle scars
a reminder of how i once thought my passion burned bright like stars
there is an eclipse going on outside my bedroom window right now
and all i can think about it how insignificant we would be tomorrow
so maybe i should savor the sex and the drugs and the pain that comes
because after all they are my best friends after the good part goes.
