It's been all the same
  The wasted words
  The way I'm feeling strange
  Colours gone the way
  Of empty rooms
  And leaning over days
    Letterbox in TV frame
  I let you in, you'd do the same
  Credit photograph
  And maybe I can laugh if off again
    I love your mercury smile
  It keeps me outta line
  I try to simplify
  The complicated kind
  I got an alibi
  If you're so inclined
    Everything is beautiful
  I don't know why it had to be this way
    I recall the blame
  The failing terms, the light revealing stain
  A fabric starts to frey
  With every line of thought begins decay
    Letterbox in TV frame
  No reaction to a claim
  Credit photograph
  It made me laugh so I can start again
    Falling in disgrace, listen to the laughter
  What a terrible waste. I can hardly wait