run around, get dirty. make some bad decisions.

But you are what you love and not what loves you back. that's why i'm here on your doorstep pleading for you to take me back. I'm fraudulent, a thief at best. a coward who paints a bullshit canvas, things that will never happen to me. and at arm's length, it's him who said i'm good at it, i've mastered it; avoiding, avoiding everything. but you are what you love, not what loves you back. and i'm in love with illusions so saw me in half. i'm in love with tricks, so pull another rabbit out of your hat.