Number Twenty Three, June 7th, 2012

House of Cards

I want to feel my hand on the wheel
And believe that I'm in complete control
On an ocean that was made for me
Making up my lies as I go

I've learned how to believe the lie
The rules don't apply
To me

I want to feel my hand on the wheel
To believe that I'm in complete control
Any moves I want, I can make
Use you up and I come back for more
Fill me up and I'm gone for sure

And everything I want
I should have
And everything I have
I throw away
You'd be wrong if
You think me sad
I'm born to be this way
I know I'm born to die this way

I hide, don't want you to see
Terrified behind a smile
If I untie the blindfold I see
This house of cards comes down
In a pile