Poem: If you wanted honesty

note: "well, if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say." my chemical romance. i really dont know where this is coming from. i know who i would say this to, but this isnt me, no. gawsh. so inspired. i love it.
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Yeah, I know you told me.

Get a life.
Get a sense of humour.

Well, let me be the first to tell you that
baby, you’re not all that
(you want to be)
Because after me, the pink slips will keep
rollin’ in like the tumbleweeds that go
by every time you speak.

And I know you want to cry after every
set; “it’s another broken heart coming down
my way,” you say, but we all know how
artists love to lie.

So you’ll hold that note and stomp and strum
and take after those sad sad singers you
always vowed never to become
and I’ll come across your face in that
prententiously pedestrian magazine you
always vowed never to read, much less be in
and I won’t even remember I knew you.