took your words like you said i should and look what good they've done me i played support system, you played victim and look at what good it's done and you trip me up leave me strangled with your awkward, untouchable lips it's a cruel world, i've found it's a cruel world, and i'm a lucky boy you're so glorious, a waste of time you're the safety in lying you are radiator heat, you're the winter blanket's sleep you're the excuse that i use when i want to stop trying and start waiting for the sky to fall it's a cruel world, i've found it's a cruel world, and i'm a lucky boy it's a cruel world, i've found it's a cruel world, and i am a lucky boy you're not gold to me i was wrong you're not gold and there'll be centuries left when you're gone