happiness isn't happiness at all when it's based on bullshit
survival real, confidence suggests that we were different
we weren't
the words you wrote about your father, they fit you so well now
so self assumed, so ignorant, so sure of why and how
you're visible
the sides they took, the reasons why, the way i know you're fucking him
i'm glad to know that all along you saw me as a problem
at least i'm something
the smell i used to love so much, the sound of quiet rest
i'm glad that now i rest alone and i'm glad that i'm not wes
aren't you?
i'm glad you've been so honest and trustworthy
and i'm happy for all those things you did for me
i'm glad to know that you're finally sleeping sound
and i'm glad to know that you're not sleeping around
oh, wait
you never took me seriously