Trade thoughts for food
clandestine mood
the jokes on you
The help you spurned
never helped you learn
that lesson's earned
You just forgot/oh my God
Its not your fault
I'm telling you
One way street
keeps it discreet
from those you meet
All your lies
truth's in disguises
its somewhere to hide
Found your way
never took the bait
didnt like the taste
you're on your way
had little to say
too much to do today
You lost the meaning
you're barely breathing
I'm telling you