post the pictures up,

see the smiles fade,

we never knew the road was wrong,

until we saw the sign at the end,

there ain’t no turning around,

we can’t go back,

cut down the tree of life,

soil the wicked done,

the last to know,

the first to see,

around the corner was never me,

it was the reflection you knew it to be,

pretty in underwear,

taunting the shadows,

as we see the tragedy that was me,

watch me fall apart,

while you go back to the start..