Something of Beauty Slipping Away

Trying to make it hurt again
I'm just getting practice for when
You close the door, no more, it's over
Let's even the score once more, recover

Something of beauty fills the page
Covers the next pale shade of rage
These mixed emotions fully loaded
Our love's corroded, silly notion

Never could quite convince myself
Old stuff is taken off the shelf
The tag is expiring, there's the siren
I'm right for the job but you're not hiring

Going out and coming home
Driving down the road and you're still alone

Then what follows behind
Would be the cause to bear in mind
That the time you have left here
Is slipping away