when trust dries into dust

i try to believe all that you say, i try to pretend its true. i think that i can see the truth, i trust that i know it is you. it always seems that as things come they just as simply go. it always seems that what you thought were yes's somehow now are no's. put on a shelf, that's how i feel. not at a personal rate, i try and try, but still you pass by and go on with your life. watching you live, watching you die, watching you everyday trying to get by. bending and twisting and trying to escape. broken and crying and feeling second rate. life is simple at an impersonal pace, its easiest not to care. its easiest just to let you pass by, and forget you left me there. the dark clouds will come, and you'll call on my name. i'm sorry now, but it can never be the same. youve messed with my mind, youve toyed with my brain, im battered and broken and writhing with pain. you can look for me now, but im not the same. ive dried up and withered at the sound of your name. now simply dust, on your shelf i lay. you'll come and you'll clean and pretend to be okay. but i know you deeper, ive performed in your play. i know how you think, and how you run away. away from the truth, away from the pain, away from the fact that your life is lame.