"This is like pulling teeth"   Said the man with the gap-toothed smile   Upon decline   So the silence seeped into   An impatient line   Of returns and exchanges   And the silence brewed   Like a storm   As they brooded over their misfortunes      Some things you can't take   We're all the same   We share a common weakness:   We're all afraid   Of a pointless existence      Still the silence grows   A crescendo of deafening stillness   Silence you just can't speak   Much less repeat   To your lover   Or your mirror      Because such simple words   Can leave us crushed   As we deny that life is   One big mistake      It can't be exchanged      We're all the same   We're loveless liars tonight   We're all ashamed   Of our life   We've been declined   We shouldn't have tried   To fake such existence