Hope

The viciousness of youth
 The meanest streak I ever saw
 The harmony of truth
 And self-deception in our hearts
 We're almost perfect
 You're like a deathray
 Little kid blow felt princess Saturday
 We're nearly manic
 Unlike a mute scream
 But I'd never panic if you'd only take me
 I could be your love
 And you could be my hope
 I could be the hangman
 And you could be my rope
 We could be divine
 A perfect piece of fiction
 I could be your drug
 And you be my addiction
 Words are left unspoken
 As our opposites attract
 Both of us are broken
 And we both ignore the fact
 We're almost perfect
 You're like a deathray
 Little kid blow felt princess Saturday
 We're nearly manic
 Unlike a mute scream
 But I'd never panic if you'd only take me
 I could be your love
 And you could be my hope
 I could be the hangman
 And you could be my rope
 We could be divine
 A perfect piece of fiction
 I could be your drug
 And you be my addiction
 We're almost perfect
 You're like a deathray
 Little kid blow felt princess Saturday
 We're nearly manic
 Unlike a mute scream
 But I'd never panic if you'd only take me
 I could be your love
 And you could be my hope
 I could be the hangman
 And you could be my rope
 We could be divine
 A perfect piece of fiction
 I could be your drug
 And you be my addiction