I’ve seen enough desperados like you in my day daring to dance perched upon the precipice burned too many times flesh charred to the bone from diving deep into the same polluted pool of acid affection In a world of razorblade romance and sardonic smiles sincerity doesn’t stand a chance of being noticed or acknowledged Imperfection the gravest sin A heart such as mine could never hope to win I can’t listen to love songs anymore or I’d never get out of bed yet they still echo in my head though my stereo speakers are silent and I no longer sing Flinging fallen stars I wished on out of my window as I watch you remembering that some dance to forget