Waves of promise

are spilling over

out of the cauldron that

you once spoke from

now your words have

become a jukebox

the songs recycled

you beg for quarters

but I can't hear you

you're too loud for me

and when you whisper, well

you just bore me

but just keep talking

I need the company

and maybe someday

I'll tell you just what you've become

But you'll never love what you become

cuz you can't love what you once hated,

you'll never love what you become

You say you're straight

as a brick wall

and your intentions

are pure as snowfall

but I see your eyes

and they're as crooked

as a city skyline,

you wrote the book on it

I've been reading and

I've been turning

these scattered pages

and I've been learning that

what comes down to just

a few seconds can

make the difference

between what you are and what you'll become

But you'll never love what you become

cuz you can't love what you once hated,

you'll never love what you become

First impressions are

always lasting and

my life's movie is

always casting so

pick your new role

as an extra and

earn your paycheck,

just fucking stay there and

Maybe one day

we'll both look back at this

and then I'll say

what a good friend you've been

If that's the case it's

such a disgrace

to hear myself say that

I really hate what I've become

But you'll never love what you become

cuz you can't love what you once hated,

you'll never love what you become