Dear Miss Take, Miss ill-Intent, Thank you for your interest, But the chaos you accompany is no longer of use. You're only as sick as your secrets. So set 'em loose. Looking back, its all a blur Feelings fade with my sunburn So its said, 'You're either wise, or you're in love." Standing in the sun, with an apple and my dog, feeling wise The grass is brown under my heel In this haunted town, a few moments still make the highlight reel Fewer still as blissfully hopeful as the words: Now Boarding You belong in a zoo I would come and visit you To study all your oddities, you won't trouble me And for all the years, I'll refund the tears you spent on me Now I know you couldn't stand To sit and watch me struggling Sinking more and more each day, never giving in Until I lay my bones in layers of sandstone, you know I can't I may never be a rockstar I may never be a doctor I may never be a ghostbuster I may never be a father I may never be healthy I may never be an astronaut But I am God-damn sure I'll never be fooled again