What Happened To You Dylan? You Used To Be Someone I Could Trust - Meet Me In St. Louis

A french tuxedo

For the impostor

A smile to make her daddy proud

Make him keep his voice down

A copper torpedo

May seem a little hostile

A quick reaction

A small investment

I’m on my best behavior

In my favourite posture

This is my statement

Of self improvement

Spoken between panic breaths

Spoken between silent breaths

Spoken between joyless breaths

A polite note to reader

A written apology

A statement of intent

Or a letter bomb to myself

I tried this once before

It’s inevitable

Write it down, tear it up

Write it down, tear it up

Write it down, tear it up

Write it down, tear it up

Write it down, tear it up

Write it down, tear it up

But I’ll keep it this time

I’ll keep it this time round

Confession

Transparency

Irrelevance

Insignificance

Quietly evaporate

I don’t want to matter to anyone

Windows and glass

Disappear entirely

Temporarily cease to exist

There’s bleach yellow lens flare

Across your faces, faces, faces, faces

I’m so, so sorry

I’m telling you I remember when we were kids

I just wanted to stay

Like that for good

I get my temper from injuries I can’t recall

Ok I’ll write it down and sing it to you

Write it down and sing it to you

Write it down and sing it to you

Panic breaths