G.R.I.T.S. - From First To Last

You play your part

I’ll play mine

The beggar and the mime

I’m getting good enough at feigning interest

But that still puts me here pretending to listen

And I’m not listening

You’re the only one to talk to

But the last one that I want to

You bring me right back to the tailor

Resizing myself once again to fit in, to fit into you

If I was smarter, I would leave

If I was smart, I’d do a lot of things

I’d get myself out of this stupid town

I’d save the world in a single bound

I’d put this time to better use

I wouldn’t sit here writing about how