Seeming stripped of all the faults that you possessed

You possessed to impress

Tilted facades are a losing game at best

Shattered face scattered hands

Trust still displaced

Let it spill onto the street

I've no way

Incomplete

You know my thoughts aren't hard to teach

Hard to teach

Hard to teach

Hard to teach

Hard to teach

Ahhh

Broken mirror shards laid out and're arranged

Still the same just're framed

And best reflections you're expecting to receive

The one you seek doesn't ring any bells so to speak

Let it spill onto the street

I've no way

Incomplete

You know my thoughts aren't hard to teach

Hard to teach

Hard to teach

Hard to teach

Hard to teach

Ahhh

Let it spill onto the street

I've no way

Incomplete

And

Obsolete

Incomplete

Incomplete

Incomplete

Incomplete