Now the fire has gone away
I face you with a broken pen
And sympathy and gratitude
Dissolve into disaray.
I reliedundisguised
Followed all you’d say
Was your weakness momentary
You’re devotion temporary.
It’s a question of taste
Like a slap in the face
Let the vain do what they do
Did you laugh at my innocence.
Custom made but gone astray
Erase you with a pencilhead
I’m bulletproof now I hide
But somehow I was happy then
Do you knowhow losthow losthow lost
Was your weaknessmomentary
Your devotiontemporary.
It’s a question of tastelike a slap in the face
It’s a question of tastelet the vain do
What they dodid you laugh at my innocence.
I don’t want to live foreverI just want some… ohohohoh
I don’t want to live foreverI just want some…ohohohoh