Youre My Mary Jane Not My Gwen Stacy  I Wont Accidentally Kill You
You were the everything
That gave me a little sense
My frame is just wires stings and power tubes
Old lyrics that I'll never use

But I'm losing touch
She says I just think to much
Strange how the spark of brilliance sings
When you've given up on everything

It's the expectation
Barreling wildly out of control
And the day you chose to fold

It's the nervous habits
That have plagued me since I was a kid
And for never facing them

Nothing we ever did justified the means
(Still playing rock star by bar lights)
To all the same nameless animals we called
Our fans
These where the violent things
That showed us we're human beings
Not hollow bones adhering to a shallow main
I swear there' still blood in these veins

But your losing touch
I think you just think too much
Strange how the spark of brilliance sings
When you've given up on everything

Any sense of humility
A ghost

I can't keep up with all these stupid scenes
It's a volatile cancer that nothing can treat
It's just an ego driven hypocrisy
We're wounded animals with blood in our teeth