The confessions
Sprawled across the wall outside of this fire exit door
Were read carefull as we sit on the ground
Strike the flint, hold the flame, and breathe in smoke
And I decided I'd confess too
My undying love for you
When I learned the greatest lesson than in all four years of school
Not all satellites
Have flickering lights
They just orbit on and on until the day
That they become space trash
Looked at you through the ash
When you say "stupid boy, there's no way"
Now my life
Is just staying up late
And saying "I hate the way things turned out"
It was way too easy
But now the gradient is greater than my legs can keep up with
Near the graves where we were choking
On the cigarettes we were smoking
I wish I knew they would not last at all
When I wandered around your room
I could hear the eerie tune
Of disinterest and days invested in an empty russian doll
Not all satellites
Have flickering lights
They just orbit on and on until the day
That they become space trash
Looked at you through the ash
When you say "stupid boy, there's no way"
Well you said that "you americans think so black and white"
Well I say that your art sucks anyway