We can talk it out Come over I'm just a stone's throw From your glass house Or leave it in the past Whatever you wanna do goes I learn fast But who's to say that I got fucked A games a game and luck is luck I'm not a loser I'm a winner in a rut Then the line gets pretty thin between The ego and the self esteem If he thinks I'm duplicitous he's right What's a person? What's a body? What's the takeaway tonight? Can't be sure If I'm bad and You're bad then One of us is better Just laugh It's good practice Punish me it's funny when I'm small Or so I'm told Every other dream You get me in a corner Face close Bared teeth Not a lot to crack The symbolism's thin At least I Have that Think of all the times that he Insisted he would die for me To satisfy a complex I can't name A bullet aimed between my eyes A sideways slow-mo sort of dive He couldn't be my martyr but we tried Oh Annie and the narrative They told him I would write How'd I do? If I'm bad And you're bad Then one of us is better Just laugh It's good practice Punish me it's funny when I'm small Or so I'm told If I'm bad And you're bad Then one of us is better Just laugh It's good practice Punish me it's funny when I'm small Or so I'm told