Contrary
To reports of its beauty,
Infatuation is hell.
It goes like this: I'm Angel
Or she's the Mother Confessor.
I'm bound to come apart if I chase her.
I know that Mulder did have his Scully,
But I know that life's not As Seen On TV.
Of people who say I need hope to go on,
I've had my fill.
Sometimes hope is the thing
That keeps us standing still.
To reports of its beauty,
Infatuation is hell.
It goes like this: I'm Angel
Or she's the Mother Confessor.
I'm bound to come apart if I chase her.
I know that Mulder did have his Scully,
But I know that life's not As Seen On TV.
Of people who say I need hope to go on,
I've had my fill.
Sometimes hope is the thing
That keeps us standing still.
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