It's been all the same

The wasted words

The way I'm feeling strange

Colours gone the way

Of empty rooms

And leaning over days



Letterbox in TV frame

I let you in, you'd do the same

Credit photograph

And maybe I can laugh if off again



I love your mercury smile

It keeps me outta line

I try to simplify

The complicated kind

I got an alibi

If you're so inclined



Everything was beautiful

I don't know why it had to be this way



I recall the blame

The failing terms, the light revealing stain

Fabric starts to frey

With every line of thought begins decay



Letterbox in TV frame

No reaction to a claim

Credit photograph

It made me laugh so I can start again



Falling in disgrace, listen to the laughter

What a terrible waste. I can hardly wait