Dear Tragedy

I'm never waking up again

so I'll never have to find out what you did

Each day it's harder to pretend

That your eyes aren't lying as much as your mouth did

I'd grab your head by your hair and I'd hack it off

And put it on display at the front of the yard

on a stick that's decorated with a little pink bow

and a sign that says "Her friends and family

should have taught her more about love."

Dear Tragedy, I never had anybody

But being alone wasn't half as bad

as being obsessed with a breath taker, a smile faker

But these years alone have eaten me alive

Recounting pages in a book

That I'd torn out ashamed that one day you'd look

Afraid that once you did you'd really know

how it felt to be a sucker on a string

that you dragged around wherever you'd go

I'm running around, around and it hurts

Tempted to tape up the pages I'd ripped

And although I recognize that we're attached at the lips

you're the one in charge

and that the captain's gotta sink with the ship

Breath taker, smile faker

how could I have let you in my life?

You're a breath taker, smile faker

These years alone have eaten me alive