I Could

I could bethe rocker behind a pair of sunglasses
i could be the beefcake lullaby, all dolled up
i could be the artist with a bottle of shite wine,
or i could be the one who broke her mirror.

I could write and complain about my personal life
i could draw endlessly, picturing bloody pulp
i could be the poet and sugarcoat my words of love
or i could be honest and confess my inability to speak.

I could sit back and watch life pass me by
i could break my arm to get your attention
i could smoke pot in my room, or take some E,
but i could live without this, i could, you know.

I could do all the things i hate
i could do all the things i love
i could do all that i can do reach out to you,
but i could fail, what'll happen then, mh?

I could be the beefcake lullaby,
i could be the shredded undead xxx-zombie,
i could be the arsonist in your bed
i could be whatever i want,
thing is, i want to be me.