The couple, side by side, are doing fine
While the loner on the corner's left behind
Is this some disturbing sign? Or should I leave the truth behind?
Walking down the street, you think you're weird
Right behind your back, you're called a queer
Should I just act like it's all fine?
While I leave the truth behind
Looking at my feet, I freeze and stare
Maybe I should just tumble down the stairs
I guess I'll sit alone confined and whine
While I leave the truth behind
Staring at the person of my dreams
Though changes week to week as darkness beams
I guess they'll never really have the time
As I leave the truth behind
I guess I'll smooch the carcass of my head
Not one cuddle, just vultures life instead
Should I neglect the passing time
While I leave the truth behind?
If only I'd find a soul to court and wed
Though these tires amass surrounding dread
Should I remain a slaughtered swine
While I leave the truth behind?
Some despise you and neglect you, it's the truth.
Locked into your leanings, what could you do
Should I stop those thoughts inside my mind
While I leave the truth behind?
The couple, side by side is doing fine
While that loner on the corner's left behind
Is this some disturbing sign?
Or should I leave the truth behind?