bad books
i arrived with no shoes
without a name
without a use
i tried to talk it out of you
just because i found it's best
to keep it quiet and keep it still
you sat without your clothes
without a home
and i love the weirdness of it all
so i stalled
saying everything that's everywhere
is lost
now
i can see
in the end
we unfortunately
have to end either way
that we put it
either way
the book says
and i know that it does
and you pass
to pretend
what you have
an inkling
a clue
how we all got here
how this all ends
i hung another noose
without a hand
without a tool
there's no way
that it's up to you
so cry to me
everything
everywhere ends
it's true
and i know what it does
that you have
how this all.