★ The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot

If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.

If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of this state.
You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way.
And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.

You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold.
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close.
You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins.
Holding onto yourself the best you can.
You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins.

Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.

: The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot by Brand New from the album Deja Entendu