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Dead Be

I'm sitting on the sidelines
Wanting to guide your eyes
Straight to me, so you will see
But I'm not here for you, for me

Sure let's talk as we pass by
Throw me around and leave with "hi"
Carry on a conversation behind my back
Get out of the way of my path

I see how it is now
There's sparks flying for her, how?
It wasn't supposed to be like this
Love was meant to bring bliss

But what is this tightening heart?
I thought I'd already been broken from the start
It seems that wasn't the case
Have I lost face? My place?

No, I didn't have a place to stand
So he simply wouldn't understand
What it's like to wish for something you know
You can never have, but not let it show

I sit here again, wanting to be close
But when I am, she is too, and I choke
I insult and crush him under my feet
As I stop tears from leaking in my defeat

She's pretty, ain't she?
She's better than I'll ever be
I have to admit, if I was a guy, I too
Would like a girl like her, it's true

I think I hate her, but I'm not sure
Feelings would be an unwanted cure
To this stone heart I thought I had
A heart that now doesn't seem all that bad

Why do I smile anymore?
Why do I live when it's become a chore?
I want to die and waste away
That way these every day

Pointless conversation on no subject
Where we fight, agree, and object
Will become the peaceful things to pull me
Pull me into the land where the dead be