Step one
looking at me with hollow eyes
keep feeding me all your lies
keeping a catalog of my flaws
which one will be the last straw
six steps away from perfection
remaking me in your reflection
it's all for me you say
change is good for a new day
Step Two
so you took me for a trip
trained monkey taught to sit
fresh new script to flip
the old one not such a hit
out of style lines not so hip
seeing as you don't give a shit
don't give me any more of your lip
thought you could get by on your ass and tit
but your free ride done jumped ship
Step Three
Seeking a spot for boots to grind
Hollowed out shell with withered rind
No more akin to its own kind
Vainly chasing that which you can't find
Sorry life doesn't have its own rewind
Hard to see devastation when blind
Tangled webs we weave often bind
A deal made in hell and in blood signed
Twilight's grace stolen with nothing to remind
Lost on the shores of a callous mind
Granted was taken and dust left behind
