ANTHEM FOR CLOSURE
Tinsel Life

This is the last time in which I’ll speak of you
And this is the last time I’ll waste my words on you
Because I have something so much better to write about
I think that I’ll call this my anthem for closure

Pages and pages of wasted words
In the letters I sent to her
Well I am sorry words that I wasted you on her
You could have been used for something good
Held you in then fired you out
Words you are a lot to swallow when you’re going down with pride

(Chorus)
This self abusive self-indulgence will get the best of me
This self abusive self-indulgence will get me eventually

I’m sure that she burned you, or she crumpled you, or at least she cursed you
Said mean and hateful things that seemed to be directed at you
But I’m here assuring you that they were meant for me
And that I am sorry Words
I feel your pain cause she hurt me too

This self abusive self-indulgence will get the best of me
This self destructive self-indulgence will get me eventually
Eventually

So what if I made it up
You got all worked up over nothing
And who cares if it’s not fair
You got to walk away with something.

(Chorus)
Eventually