call me when you are dead, maybe then someone can get into that head,

that holds all the answers to the world

only problem is, if they worked as well as you said, your life wouldn’t be tumbling out of control

hate to be so brash, but talking to you is like picking up trash, and i don’t care to waste my time

your’re so full up to the brim that no good thoughts can get in and your defense shield works well enough to push people away

no one wants to interact with someone who has taken the facts and twisted them to work with the game they play

so i would like to help you, not out of love but because someone did it for me

but i can’t get in and you have the key……………perhaps you should keep going

and call me when you’re dead