Good Stories - Annisokay

Your sweet insanity is whispering in my ears

And you speak of honesty by lying to yourself

So tell me, do you know any more good stories?

Which role should I play?

And I can be the least of all of your worries

How often can you say

Believe me, I'm so sorry

But the truth is, I'm not a part of your story

My world is incomplete

And you've been filling in the gaps with lies

And we're all just characters

You've written between the lines

So tell me, do you know any more good stories?

Which role should I play?

And I can be the least of all of your worries

How often can you say

Believe me, I'm so sorry

But the truth is, I'm not a part of your fucking story

My world is incomplete

Where I've fallen at your feet

My world is incomplete

While you get back on your feet

Hanging from this framework of good stories

And making your own moral categories

However, the wreckage that you leave

I've proven to myself that I am very naive

I just didn't wanna know (I just didn't wanna know)

The large gift of your narrative skill (Narrative skill)

More than anything I get to know

I get to know that words can kill

Hanging from this framework of good stories

Of double meanings and parallel worlds

Against a wall where souls are hurled

My world is incomplete, how often can you say

Believe me, I'm so sorry

But the truth is, I'm not a part of your story

My world is incomplete

Where I've fallen at your feet

My world is incomplete

While you get back on your feet