All My Hurt Are Now Just Words

Every question comes out wrong
The best intentions come undone
Moving on feels like the worst
We only progress in reverse

An excursion into the void
(Pick up a bottle, and drop the poise)
A dalliance without the joy
(it's an old routine, an unfortunate choice)
Sinking deeper to whence you came
(bathroom selfie, it's me again)
A perfect bedrock of shame

Drop the ruse, and maybe lose the booze
It was never you, it was never you
Fantasy? Is happy fantasy?
All my hurt are now just words

Dirty tricks dance in the dark
Cheeky pokes make lonely hearts
Holding up a misused life
Holding up what's left inside

Episodes are getting long
(we'll lose the darkness, right the wrong)
Serialized into pop songs
(and into ears we drop bombs)
Packaged slick for the teens
(and everyone who still believe)
Forget the warts, never mind the dream

So, drop the ruse, and maybe lose the booze
It was never you, it was never you
Fantasy? Is happy fantasy?
All my hurt are now just words



Credits
Writer(s): Noel Yeo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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