It doesn't matter if it's something,
As long as it's anything.
When something goes to your head,
It's all just the latest craze.
Then she said You're a better fantasy,
Than a reality.
What a way to start the week
(What a whore she was).
Monday was the first kiss for the second time.
She's the cuts that just won't heal.
What I sing today, what will it mean tomorrow.
What I scream, what does it bring today?
We walk arm in arm, but I'm just an accessory,
Baggage to give her the polish she thrives for.
