Glassjaw - Piano текст песни

Three times alone this week
I was suppose to be a rock star
"I only beat you when I'm drunk,
You're only pretty when you're crying"
We are suppose to be the ones to set the air afire
Three times alone this week
I was made into a liar
Whether (or not) I found the gold
I never told
Richer: I brilliant white

I wear shoes that move men from desert to riches
Show me what you've got
and scratch it because it itches
Call me Chameleon
and extingish my fire
Three times alone this week
I was suppose to be a liar
Maybe not
Why the stare?
Would I lie about that which I am scared?
What did I say to you?
Step into
a pot of gold,
rejoice in fire
that which soon burns gold
What did I say to you?
I can't deny
The throat, the love, sincerity,
I can't deny it
"I've got to keep my PMA"