Mumbling to Myself

Floating free outside of

Your cage,

I can't break away...

You could be my paradise,

You could be my lie.

Come comfort me when I'm fine,

Just make it worse, just make it

Hurt. I'm jealous of your pretty

Little cage, can't find the fire in your

Eyes as they burn right through me,

See through me...

You could be my paradise,

You could be my lie. You make this

Hell complete with the promise of

The unattainable.