Je cultive fatigué de vos paroles.

[monsieur_djinn]

Je déteste quand vous ignorez-moi.

"I hate you when you ignore me." ... These words ripple through me as I read them. They speak a myriad of truths and smash upon me like mirrors on the pavement. Where do they come from? Why does their very presence permeat the air like a truth that cannot be held?

"Do not tell me one thing, and then continue to do it. You know that ignoring me will only make this worse" ... Who is he talking of she thinks? It cannot be me, she supposes. Oh how very wrong she is. Does she know this? T-elle pas? Her actions have consequences, but in the rampant mass consumerism and stupidity of her sou, she does not understand: ray guns are not just for the future, there are things in the now that needed to be fixed. All the choices in the world. Better luck next time.

"Why do you keep me outside, You say you do not, and yet mon ami, you do it again and again" ... Is it a game for them he wonders? Is there some sort of master plan behind it all? Will there be a party and balloons as he slowly sucumbs to the ennui which so deeply holds sway over his melancholia?

Did the tell you to grow up
When you wanted to dream
Did the warn you, better shape up
If you want to succeed
I don't know about you
Who are they talking to
They're not talking to me

Did I ask you for attention
When affection is what I need
Thinking sorrow was perfection
I will wallow til you told me
There's no glitter in the gutter
There's no twilight galaxy

I'm alright, come on baby
I've seen all of the demons that you've got
If you're not alright, now come on baby
I'll pick you up and take you where you want
Anywhere you want
Anything you want
I'm higher than high

"Your guns are held aloft, the grins on your faces do not fill me with glee" ... She looks at them with disgust. They do not understand. They are so superficial, so malignant, so passe.

All the gold
And the guns
In the world
Couldn't get you off

All the gold
And the guns
And the girls
Couldn't get you off

All the boys
All the choices
In the world

I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said better luck next time
I don't wanna bend like the bad girls bend
I just wanna be your friend
Is it ever gonna be enough

Is it ever gonna be enough?

All the lace
And the skin
In the shop
Couldn't get you off

All the toys
And the tools
In the box
Couldn't get you off

All the noise
All the voices
Never stop

I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said better luck next time
I don't wanna bend like the bad girls bend
I just wanna be your friend
While you're giving me a hard time
I remember when we were gambling to win
Everybody else said ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Is it ever gonna be enough?

More and more, more and more...
Is it ever gonna be enough?

"Maybe its time for me to come out into the open. Maybe you should see me as I am. Not as you want. For the first time, For the last time, I will make you open your eyes and see me as I am."