Lacquer on a finger full
Temperance won't want to drive you home
She still holds out for what little is left to hold

Tiny eyes have told
Tiny eyes don't hide like you had guessed
I tell you the light
Doesn't hid anyone impressed

You got something, narrative or not
Interceding to try and fit the plot
You play the role in present tense
With little relevance

Even derelicts get to disappear
For a weekend, try to clear your head
Rumor is your running it ragged

Lies we know
Lies for amateurs at best
But I got the years experience

You got nothing, narrative or no
Interesting? Doesn't make it so.
You gave us all your best defense
With little relevance

You play the role in present tense
With little relevance