They took your life apart And called your failures art They were wrong, though They won't know 'Til tomorrow - Elliott Smith

What I used to be will pass away, and then you'll see
That all I want now is happiness for you and me.

I'd say you make the
perfect angel in the snow
all crushed out on the way
you are, I'd better stop before
it goes too far.

I see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy the cold comfort of the in between a little less than a human being a little less than a happy high a little less than a suicide the only things that you really tried.