This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down
So the placing goes slowly.
The pictures of anything other than its meant to be.
But the hours they creep,
The patterns repeat.
Dont be concerned, you know Ill be fine on my own.
I never said dont go.
Ive written a note,
Its pressed between pages
That youve marked to find your way back.
It says does he ever get the girl?
But what if the pages stay pressed,
The chapters unfinished,
The stories too dull to unfold?
Does he ever get the girl?
This basements a coffin
Im buried alive.
Ill die in here just to be safe.
Ill die in here just to be safe.
cause youre gone
I get nothing
And youre off with barely a sigh.
I never said good-bye
Does he ever get the girl?