I've been as careless as versailles
In getting ready for you tonight
Old bracelets in a box somewhere
My hair adorns me right
I'm here, a flourishing and jovial male
I'm all spirits and tall tales
My arms would be your sentimental bed
If it ends as well as it is in my head

I didn't see you come in
But i knew the room had been brighter since
No one can help but notice how
You shine in all this decadence
I stare you down and storm towards you
Politely, as i do
And meet you with the perfect smile
As your fucking boyfriend kisses you

All the classical music in the world
Cannot weep as deeply as a brokenhearted teenager