I have to be careful with what i say   I'm feeling dreadfully honest and I might give too much away   The truth is best kept secret when this secret will cause you pain   To confess it with such cliche lyric, well wouldn't that be such a waste   Show me something that is free from traps and drawbacks   They've all got that tense of confusion   But some more pronounced than they'd like to let known   And a problem with living in general   You can make the effort and find your own direction   But if you lose anymore weight they're going to start asking questions   Maybe there's a shortage of ways to pass the time   You keep washing down those P.M.s with the blood of the vine   Now I've seen the logic behind your decision   It makes me feel remorseful like a born-again in prison   With a quick confession you start with a clean slate   If your gods that much of a pushover then I guess you'll be ok   Show me something permanent and I will show you dissolution   I know that's sounding miserable but   That's just the impression I've got