It's been all the same  The wasted words  The way I'm feeling strange  Colours gone the way  Of empty rooms  And leaning over days    Letterbox in TV frame  I let you in, you'd do the same  Credit photograph   And maybe I can laugh if off again    I love your mercury smile  It keeps me outta line  I try to simplify  The complicated kind  I got an alibi  If you're so inclined    Everything is beautiful  I don't know why it had to be this way    I recall the blame  The failing terms, the light revealing stain  A fabric starts to frey  With every line of thought begins decay    Letterbox in TV frame  No reaction to a claim  Credit photograph  It made me laugh so I can start again    Falling in disgrace, listen to the laughter  What a terrible waste. I can hardly wait