Or Ever Be Lonely

It's not so hard to hit the ones you say you care for.
No, it's not a habit.
Just a way to kill my free time.
When kissed back to sleep,
The plastic one awakens.
Just to kill the one you knew.
And if your muscles hurt when you stand,
It's not your time to sit,
I'll help you up.
And if your eyes burn when you turn around,
Don't sew them shut,
Look on wide-eyed.
Flat stripped enamel,
This was not the finish I had hoped for.
Empty out, it's full again.
I'll hold it for you while you blow it.
Tag along until it doesn't hurt,
But dont forget that it's a rough ride
And if your muscles hurt when you stand,
It's not your time to sit,
I'll help you up.
And if your eyes burn when you turn around,
Don't sew them shut,
Look on wide-eyed.
And there comes a time for me to say that I am sorry well i'm sorry
there it's said, but so what?
What good is regret when I'm the only one who feels it?
I'll hurt for you although you'd never know.
But the best part of these secret apologies,
There's always a chance someone heard.
It's not so hard to hit the one you say you care for.
No, it's just not a habit.
Just a way to kill my free time.
When kissed back to sleep,
the plastic one awakens.
Glad that to say that I'm the one you knew.