Everything You're Not

Cool reflections of imagined pasts —
Innocence that once was hot
Dumb impressions of a purer grasp
Hoping style will hide the rot
You give them everything you’re not
Makeshift echoes of a vanished kind
All served up as something new
Faked excitement, practiced party lines
Nothing real can make it through —
You give them everything but you
Hoping style will hide the rot
You give them everything you’re not
Half-remembered serenades
Age-old confessions watered down
(Getting louder as the magic fades)
Some nights you find yourself consumed
By lights that came from distant rooms