i keep my closet free of skeletons
'cause i'm much better at digging graves
but i always dig up bones in your sympathy
i can't trust a single thing you say
oh, hell! what does that matter? so we go round the sun! if we went round the moon, or round and round the garden like a teddy bear, it wouldn’t make any difference.
“i know my life's meaningful because” - and here he stopped, and looked shy, and was silent for a moment before he continued - “because i'm a good friend. i love my friends, and i care about them, and i think i make them happy.”
but you can't make people listen. they have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. it can't last.