"Soft, Pale and Pure" - The Honorary Title

Evening begins with a page to invite you in

Play some pool or watch her smoking cigarette after cigarette

And I sit from afar drinking water down here

Familiar smells help recollect the years, recollect the years

'Cause I’ve been thinking of this place forever, I know

It’s all that I, I’ve come to know

As I slowly, I lose control, slowly I lose

Soft, pale, and pure and himself pink

In a skin of pink that would blossom in a rain

Perfection stands alone

Waiting for the buzz

Pure and pale and innocent

Not yet wearing the scars

And your face consumes all the attention

Your shape is collecting gazes

Bent over the pool table, I watch as you

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something

But I’ve been thinking of this place forever, I know

It’s all that I, I’ve come to know

As I slowly, I lose control

Slowly, I lose

Soft, pale, and pure and himself pink

In a skin of pink that would blossom in a rain

Walking the path I thought you might have that night

For what seemed like forever

Took off all your clothes, the clothes that I chose

Drank myself into this situation

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a

(What a joke)

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a

(My life, has become, a joke)

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a

(My life, has become, a joke)

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a

(My life, has become, a joke)

Drink to think that I’ve accomplished something, what a joke

(My life, has become)