took your words like you said i should
and look what good they've done me
i played support system, you played victim
and look at what good it's done
and you trip me up leave me strangled with your awkward, untouchable lips

it's a cruel world, i've found
it's a cruel world, and i'm a lucky boy

you're so glorious, a waste of time
you're the safety in lying
you are radiator heat, you're the winter blanket's sleep
you're the excuse that i use when i want to stop trying
and start waiting for the sky to fall

it's a cruel world, i've found
it's a cruel world, and i'm a lucky boy
it's a cruel world, i've found
it's a cruel world, and i am a lucky boy

you're not gold to me
i was wrong
you're not gold and there'll be centuries left
when you're gone

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