Shards of Pornography

Had a girl, who I treated like, the wind
And I gave up on, her love
Before we begin, begin
I'm a board with nails coming out
She is grace, grace
Which would be fine
If we weren't both trying to, to save face
And we are on the threshold of, saddening shines
We are on the verge of severing torrid ties
Uuuh-uuh, i met a girl today
Who says she likes to cut her legs
But that I shouldn't worry
But I do!
Her ambiguity is cruel
But I guess I'm ok, alright, maybe
Oh, maybe its crazy
But I don't see in lieu, in here
Why do I seem to rub everyone the wrong way
And fail to make myself clear?
And I am on the threshold of offing myself
For the pain that I seem to cause everyone else
And I dont want to use my throat to vote anymore
But I cant seem to help it, help it!
OH, mama, but I'm so clean
That they used to call me Mr. Sheen!
And I guess that I believed them
And I refuse to use my heart to roam anymore
But it cannot be helped, trust me!
Somewhere theres a crack in the sidewalk
Bigger than the shadow of death in this town
And I will find it!
And out in L.A. where the kids say oooh
I really am someone cool
Or I'm just bored