i know you lay your head on the edge   sometimes i bet you can even taste the blade   you seem to have such a hard time   to deal with the ways everyone has taken      no really i don't know   the ghost that threw   your mind in such a desperate act   i wish that i could guess   the code to your silence   the words your mouth won't pronounce      you like to show indifference   in very subtle movements   no i've never claimed to have solutions   when we'd all tend to sink in bitterness