It hurts sometimes to think about 

how far away this is from what you'd hoped for. 

The way things were supposed to stay. 

And though you learned a lesson and you took it with grace, 

I wish I could stop the cold hand of reality from hitting you in the face. 

But there is no sparkling clean solution. 

And shit isn't just gonna get resolved in a half an hour, 

with special guest stars and pearls of wisdom. 

So let's not kid ourselves here. 

You and I were swindled by an image that was so tantalizing 

and real that I could almost taste it. 

But now the stench of failure is worse than anything. 

It permeates everything I do. 

And I'm starting to realize that I'd rather have nothing than have a lie, 

and sitting waiting for a life that's already passed me by.