Fiction

I can tell you're young Yelling, bruise, and bad guitars Take away the blues Guarantee your heart will starve I know Everybody I took I stole I know Every time they told me so Chalk it up to some Some dumb idea I'll give you one I package all my fear Send it off and then there's none Such a bright idea She's a fucking genius in the fucking clear In and out of one ear Getting dumber with every year I know Everybody I took I stole I know Every time they told me so Oh she's so smart Oh oh oh oh so sincere Oh getting brighter Oh every year Fiction Fiction Fiction Fiction