A Matter Of (Principal) Principle
(Epoch Three: 1986-1988)
Someday you will understand how.
Searching for the deep buried treasure.
Only to find it covered by a defiled sea.
Banging your head against the wall,
Unable to open up the vault.
Although you were never giving the key.
No matter how hard I tried,
I could never please you.
It was never good enough.
For I was not enough
In your eyes.
No matter my gains,
For you they were all too small.
You would like me to confess
It is all my fault
Why failure remains.
No matter what the score.
Love is like a bureaucracy.
The one who cares more
Will lose out in the end.
My heart cries.
Someday you will understand how.
They will engulf your blood, sweat and tears.
And whatever else you will allow.
It seems you have the upper hand for now.