Hey friend can you lend an ear to my lengthy tale of woe? My life has been a troubled one. It started long ago. Oh yes i think i've heard you say things never go your way. I was ignored, lonely and bored, when I was a youth. I never liked the other kids to tell the honest truth. Oh so I hear. You struggled all those years. My parents failed and dreams derailed in the next atrocity. When they couldn't pay my entire way through University. Oh, life is cruel. If only you'd had better schools. Whoa, I can't take it anymore. I must be being punished but for what I'm not quite sure. Everybody else has it good from what I see. Why not me? Well let me tell you now about my no good rotten spouse. He goes out every night and leaves me in this wretched house. Oh what a sin. When did this all begin? We've been apart right from the start. He's never put me first. These things they always happen to me. Why am I so cursed? Oh what a shame. I guess your marriage was arranged? No, not at all. Just thought I could make him change. Whoa, I can't take it anymore. I must be being punished but for what I'm not quite sure. Everybody else has it good from what I see. Why not me? But that's the past, the last of my worries at this point. The divorce is almost final but the custody is joint. Oh that's too bad. I'm sure on weekends you'll be sad. No, in fact I want him packed to move in with his father. I rue the day that he was born. He's nothing but a bother. I understand. Your pregnancy was never planned. To tell the truth we tried and tried and tried for several years. Things started to look hopeless. Then one day he just appeared. Oh, I see. You always choose your misery. Whoa, I can't take it anymore. I must be being punished but for what I'm not quite sure. Everybody else has it good from what I see. Why not me? Why not me?

You never heard the words that I'd say. You never noticed those notes that I played. I'll find a way without you. The olive branch...a poisonous show. That helping hand, poised to let go. I'll find a way without you. I'll find my way without you. You never listened when I said my peace. You sat there waiting, praying I'd cease to be so the focus would come back to you, and off of me. I'll find a way without you. I'll find my way without you. Modesty will get you nowhere. That's why you should be a star! Always searching for approval and never knowing who you are. You still pretend like I'm not a threat. You act above me and even better yet you convince yourself that I believe your lies. If it wasn't all so laughable I'd make you cry. But I'll find my way. I'll find my way. I'll find my way.

They said, continue your story. I swear you don't bore me. You've still plenty of time. Your jokes are so funny, You're pleasant and sunny. Your wits...they're just divine! It's true we admire your steadfast desire to shop for attire all day long and still find the time to keep looking so fine, so to you we sing this song. Oh, pretty girl you're never wrong! Upon your pedestal. Your pedestal. Up on your pedestal where you belong. Enamored by facts you regurgitate back from those magazine racks you call news, they hang on your words, from the dull to absurd and unflinchingly say they're amused. Please no clever quips from those bee-stung lips, or brilliance behind those doe eyes! Suspended adolescence is really the essence of what appeals to those guys. So tell me what happens when you wilt? Buried in sand you won't understand as you watch your world slowly tilt. Oh, pretty girl, don't make a sound. Upon your pedestal. On your pedestal. High on your pedestal. Just don't look down. Never to grow. Never grow into the woman we'll never know. There's no need to worry if vision seems blurry 'cause all of the other men see. And no need to listen when your smile glistens and transfixes so easily. And no need to learn how to judge or discern or to contemplate life as a whole. You're never to think beyond a laugh or a wink how it stunted your mind and your soul. Oh, pretty girl! It's time you know. Once so angelic. Truly angelic. But now just a relic as the cracks begin to show. So here we are now and don't you see how they avoid your longing stare? There's no point in trying, your petals are dying and no, not one of them cares! Try telling your stories of shoe shopping glory. The impartial jury will find your sure-fire jokes are now met with reproach and the laughter is heard from behind. Oh, pretty girl they've done you wrong. Knocked off your pedestal. Right off your pedestal. Off your pedestal and written into song.

Remember how we used to be? The romance started naturally. Remember how we used to be in love? The summer life seemed so free home with the menagerie. Remember how we used to be in love? You and I were doomed right from the start. How can two lost lovers live on just one heart? You and I were doomed right from the start. One day you unveiled to me your true personality. Remember how we used to be in love? Always there opposing me. Completing the dichotomy. Remember how we used to be in love? You gave everything except the truth. Held on to those lies until we lost our youth. You gave everything except the truth. I waited for those flames to dance with me again, but they were gone. All gone. So I waited for the day you'd push my love away. Then you were gone, gone, gone. Remember how we used to be frozen in our atrophy? Remember how we used to be in love? You broke every part of me. Watched love turn to sodomy. But remember how we used to be in love.

Baby, baby, baby I'm so in love with you. I said baby, I'm so in love with you! You're everything I wanted all along. Make me feel so good, I have to sing this song to you. Baby babe, I want you by my side, Every day and in the night I do. I do. You love mathematics, cosine, tangent and pi. But I'm so hot for teacher, I just can't divide from you. I even love you baby when I lose my cool. You win at most everything and make a fool of me. Baby babe, I want you by my side. Every day and in the night I do. I do, I do, I do.

I still write your name just to watch it appear. It's my way of pretending you're still here. Because you are. You're everywhere I look. In the trees, the thunder, the box and the book. And I still call your name to hear it out loud. Whispered to myself, or scream it to the clouds. A deafening silence comes crashing back down on the emptiness when we're all around. But I'll continue to search, to find your scent. Though fainter and fainter, until it all went. So I'll press harder and harder against my face those things that held the final trace. And I'll grasp your locks to feel their calm! I'll imagine I'm holding you in my palm. Tuck you into bed each and every night knowing everything will never be all right. Everything will never be all right. Everything will never be all right! You're my first thought every morning. My last every night. You're everywhere I look. The box, the book, the trees, the thunder. The gravity that pulls me under.