Careless and caring.

So it's back to this.
Disappointed gestures run through me.
Every waking moment, I'm thoughtless.
Then again, I'm thoughtful.

It hasn't happened yet,
but it's at close range that it will emerge.
It will come forth through the ashes,
the ashes that came from the flame of hurt.

Burned in and burned out.
It's just another one.
Observe as you please,
but don't forget a thing from before.

Lies cross through your mouth without knowing.
Sometimes careless represents you.
Caring knows you well too though.
Careless and caring, you are.

Things just don't always match up, do they?

You did this.

& she says don't give up.
But all you can do is ignore.
You stare out into the clouds of hope.
You come back with nothing.
You think to yourself,
what's there to do now?
She comes back and sees you.
You look hurt and alone.
She can't do anything.
She looks and suffers.
You're making her like this.
You did this to yourself,
now bring your own self back.

He'll see.

Let the lies flow through.
You'll grab him by the hip,
with your tongue in your cheek.
You embrace him,
but you're looking at someone else.
When you make eyes,
everyone notices but him.
Does this make him a fool,
or does it make you a bigger tramp.

But under city lights he'll see.