We dont speak in prose So whats the meaning, no one knows Ill lose myself and find no end To make believe I still pretend I could say I laughed it off Then turn around and bump you off Ill lose myself and find no end To hate a friend Well, you talk in ways that your might Is always too often may And then you walk away Lets cut right to the chase With the dullest knife weve got Ill lose myself and find no end To make believe I still pretend Born into a minus world, oh no
lose, dullest, pretend, end, find