At the Fair

desperately separating
lust from love
but it won’t work
this time around
you play the animal
eyes are rolling back
into unfaithful mode
when who loves who
is not as cool
as who fucked who
and who is next for you
oh please do not assume
that all the loves they end in gloom
I’m sure there’s been more than a few
but that’s not near enough for someone like you
always the dumbest ones are talking
they wanna bring you down
they wanna waste your time
but don’t act surprised
and always remind yourself
to fake smile wide
and don’t show you tried
no I’m not saying that it’s wrong
I’m not saying that you’re wrong
I just asked you what
Is it you saw in her
that made you wanna die
waiting for signs
to illuminate the ending days
of love provoked down at the fair
the sun seeps through the cracks at the edge
of the seat where our hands held the frame
and don’t you know,
It must be easier to run away
It’s always easier to never change
but what goes up
must come down
they’ll say
you know our love
never had a real chance
It must be easier
It must be easier
It must be easier
It’s always easier to stop.