Deny Everything - Thine

You’ve come a long, long way but I still can’t see your face

It’s just one of those days

Next time — I think I’ll live your play, cos

I’ve a heart that doesn’t mend

You won’t know until it ends … but until then

The wars were getting old, the knives would never cease

I love the sight of a woman on her knees

Would you return if your poisoning had helped me die?

And how many times …

There’s a quiet room, where-in once my lover fell

Now I’ve a story to sell

You see — a bullet never fails — you can’t blame things on the hand

At least the gun will understand … but until then

I’ve heard this all before, how the conscience never wins

So unintentional is how the lure begins

Would you lie down in a pocket full of razor dreams?

But she did …

… but I don’t want to drown — I don’t want to even feel

I’m a diplomat of oh the most relentless kind

But not that you’d mind …

But you left me — doesn’t that count for anything?

I’m a product of you, for you

Now please excuse me whilst I redecorate this world for you