Missing

There is nothing quite as exhausting as the sound of your denying 
There is nothing quite as compensating as knowing you were trying 

I could reach into your after thoughts and sweep up all the liars 
I could mentor the broken contracts you gave to all those lonely buyers 

Let’s try and make you beautiful by taking the fear from your eyes
Let’s make you more heroic by unpicking the plans for your demise 
Stay sitting on your mantle 
Until the afternoon turns blue 
And one day I’ll return all those nothings I took from you 

Tuesdays always were your worst days as you  fought the slippery slope 
Thursday always set the ground work for that unsuspecting dope 

I could reach into your after thoughts and sweep up all the liars 
I could mentor the broken contracts you gave to all those lonely buyers 

Let’s try  and make you beautiful by taking the fear from your eyes
Let’s make you more heroic by unpicking the plans for your demise 
Stay sitting on your mantle 
Until the afternoon turns blue 
And one day I’ll return those nothings I took from you 

This was always very dreamy 
You looked hard to try not see me 
Educating your passing fancy’s 
I bet you’re really glad you met me 

Let’s try and make you beautiful by taking the  fear from your eyes
Let’s make you more heroic by unpicking the plans for your demise 
Stay sitting on your mantle 
Until the afternoon turns blue 
And one day I’ll return those nothings I took from you

rock, alternative rock