took your words like you said i should and look at what good it s done me i ve played support system you played victim and look at what good it s done and you trip me up leave me strangled with your awkward untouchable lips it s a cruel world i ve found it s a cruel world but i m a lucky boy you re so glorious a waste of time you re the safety in lying you are radiator heat you re the winter blankets sleep you re the excuse that i use when i want to stop trying and start waiting for the sky to fall they tell me it s a cruel world that i ve found it s a cruel world and i m a lucky boy you re not gold to me i was wrong you re not gold and there ll be centuries left when you re gone