• The brilliance of the eye
    Is something to testify
    Of a callous hand cold
    Gripping me from the fold
    Because her tongue
    Has got me by the heart
    And if the good really do die young
    It’s the reason I got past the start

    I am king of a card castle built on sand
    So maybe you will understand
    Why I burnt every bridge coming to this forsaken
    Hell you call a beach
    Lonely and overcrowded
    ‘Til this last life is taken
    ‘Tis not no life the defeat of loneliness?
    But the tide’s coming to wash away this sin
    Then I’d be well out of the reach
    Of anyone and anything that can look past the sun
    But not pluck out my sting
    And no, you don’t know what I mean
    And let me ask you one question

    Are you better than me?