aside from all the points
turning thoughts into sickness
all my stupid blind ambitions never fit inside your vision
maybe so, I don't know
sure, I could've made it work
been the necessary jerk
like you wanted me to be---
aside from all the rest,
there's a sickness in my thoughts
where the twist to every plot is,
what I think I am, I'm not
maybe so, I don't know
I could never make it work!
but I sure could make it hurt
do you want this from me?