An Elegant Mess

Your eyes float left with every single word you say
And I grow deaf from all your ringing in my head
The calm that’s left makes for the door and then slips out
The prosecution rests it’s case and takes a bow
You just stare… stare…
Look at me, look at me now
Got to get back to zero somehow
Face down mining the depths
No hope but to confess
You are an elegant mess
Tremendous weight falls on the shoulders of the dead
We bury truth and live in make believe instead
Look at me, look at me now
Got to get back to zero somehow
Face down mining the depths
No hope but to confess
Look at me look at me now
Got to get up from nothing somehow
Face down out of my head
No hope but to confess
You are an elegant mess
Look at me look at me now
Got to get up from nothing somehow
Oh, left alone minding the dead
No hope, no hope
Look at me look at me now
Got to get up from nothing somehow
Face down out of my head
No hope, no hope
Look at me look at me now
Got to get back to zero somehow
Face down mining the depths
No hope left to confess
Look at me, look at me now
Got to get back to zero somehow
Face down out of my head
No hope but to confess
You are an elegant mess