Falling Is All I'm Good For

Pretty little thing, all dressed in black
Your smile is broken, you're taken aback
You see all the lies, the brought on despair
But who really knows? Who the fuck cares?

You're dying to see the beauty in life
Your whole life, however, has been nothing but strife
You want something more, you want to feel loved
An impossible wish when there's no one to hug

Your days feel limited, your soul cries for help
Anything to get away from yourself
The fire inside you grows weak and so cold
You throw in the cards, you just need to fold

Did I say pretty? It's not what I meant
You're useless and pitiful, your life small and spent
Just end it now, with no one around
After all, it'll catch you: your best friend, the ground