Sweet talk will work til he finds out

How bad it rots out your teeth

Until he takes a bite of your cake

All plastic and fake, and spoiled underneath



Stick figure: "Man With No Backbone"

Your brand new favorite toy

You'll teach but he'll never learn

You scream, he squirms

And that brings you joy untold



Never grows old

Never gives out

Never goes by

Joy, you'll never hold

Don't even try

Cause it'll change with the seasons

And you'll be the reason why



Your halo is held on with duct tape

From taxed luck and gravity

Your wings are tattered to match

You're easy to catch

But harder to keep like joy



(chorus)



You say everything that he wants to hear

Shiny, empty, vapid and insincere

You take every liberty you can see

Til he's only left with the urge to flee

And I slip right through your grip and run just like joy