-Intellectual Gone Mad-

-Intellectual Gone Mad-


Who were you singing for?
Who were you writing for?
Is it worth the pain and all
When that someone leaves your door?
But I saw you there smiling
Like you knew, oh, like you really knew
That’s not the person for you.

You could cry
You could shout and deny
But you didn’t say a word
Because you know
It will be a lie.

You make your own luck
But that you didn’t know
They thought you couldn’t come
So they left you shortly behind
And you just embraced your misfortune
Telling yourself, “You simply can’t be mine.”

Are you happy?
You frown.
Are you sad?
You laughed.
You don’t sense the need to express.
Because you’re an intellectual
An intellectual gone mad.