Paper Knife

Making new plans
Is a burden to a man
Fingers wrapped
Around a can in a pile
Here where we sit
Could still shoot from the hip
But the horse and the bit
Is getting tired

And tore
Torn like a face is when it smiles
It's wore
But this time not worn out for hire
Enter
Your face is cracking now

Sworn in to goals
As the years will pass in droves
Leaving seconds of repose
Among the dire
Every ones knows
If you cannot cannot keep your nose clean
You could always
Wash your soul off in the fire

And be reborn
But this time born without a file
It's warm
It's so much warmer than the trials
Endure
What you've been suffering through

Stroll into work
With your methods unrehearsed
And the memories
You have of all the miles
Scroll through the verse
Of a million meaningless words
That get spewed from the mouth
Of a grown child

It hurts
To see you crawl into the pyre
It's worse
To know my flame will be the lighter
It hurts
But soon we'll all be ash

You'll never hear it again
You'll never see it again
If you don't want to
Not if you don't want to
We'll never be here again
It never happened, my friend
We make our own truth
At least that's what we hope to do

Whoa oh oh
Oh oh
La la la
La la la la
Whoa oh ohh
Oh oh
Whoa oh oh
What lie is love?