Hope

The viciousness of youth

The meanest streak I ever saw

The harmony of truth

And self-deception in our hearts

We're almost perfect

You're like a deathray

Little kid blow felt princess Saturday

We're nearly manic

Unlike a mute scream

But I'd never panic if you'd only take me

I could be your love

And you could be my hope

I could be the hangman

And you could be my rope

We could be divine

A perfect piece of fiction

I could be your drug

And you be my addiction

Words are left unspoken

As our opposites attract

Both of us are broken

And we both ignore the fact

We're almost perfect

You're like a deathray

Little kid blow felt princess Saturday

We're nearly manic

Unlike a mute scream

But I'd never panic if you'd only take me

I could be your love

And you could be my hope

I could be the hangman

And you could be my rope

We could be divine

A perfect piece of fiction

I could be your drug

And you be my addiction

We're almost perfect

You're like a deathray

Little kid blow felt princess Saturday

We're nearly manic

Unlike a mute scream

But I'd never panic if you'd only take me

I could be your love

And you could be my hope

I could be the hangman

And you could be my rope

We could be divine

A perfect piece of fiction

I could be your drug

And you be my addiction