people talk when they do they don t say things to your face friends that you only see in a picture frame these days beyond the grasp of guilt there is a constant pace a unified lament that leaves a bitter taste here the girls get around or at least you hear they do but how will you explain when they get around to you on every crowded block there is an empty lay i shelf life secret that expires every day meet all of your heroes and find out that they are all assholes just like you would be too if you were someone s hero shrug off the poseurs and relieve yourself and shake just nod your head and smile you re only one of them