In the Evening When the Sun Goes Down...

Put my head back on straight,
I'm dizzy and drunk on equilibrium.
Time can't slow down this headache.
It's a monster of it's own kind.
There's no way out.

How can I be so good and so bad at the same time?
Flighty bitch with a halo.
Goodie two shoes with a diva complex.
They hate to love me.
They love to hate me.
Where's the ones who live to love me?
No hero for the seriously misguided.

I've been branded in cliches and bad news.
I'm a mural of what happens when you have no friends.
It goes down the drain faster than you anticipate.
Car cash.
Sunk ship.
Catch me.

Bedhead.

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