Who Would Be Tom Selleck?

It's not a big thing
Who did I think you were?
A sad memory shed
Take my hands off this thing
These words will never talk
So easy like it was already written
I had millions for this thing
I had millions for you
And this the road that you walk on
It will never lead there
Just like a poem with a thousand words
I hear your voice speak, against the ending
What's our miracle line?
All I want to do is bleed
Rejoice in the offering egg of this fantasy
Fall on your knees
Drop your flaking life
It's not a big thing
Who did I think you were?
A sad memory shed
Take my hands off this thing
This is the road that you walk on
It will never lead there
Just like a poem with a thousand words
Don't dare
Instead of believing these fairy tales
Drop it
Just drop it
We tried but our throats are flooded
We can't swallow anymore
But it doesn't matter
You'll be pretty
Self-serve sipping coffee
I'm hoping I never have to write this song again
And God save the queen
I live my life to learn to hate
The past will fly freely
I'm hoping I never have to write this song again
And God save the queen
I live my life to learn to hate
The past will fly freely