bruises will fade from view, that's a lesson i have learned. i've had my share of hues and counted colors as they turned. tell me which wire to cut. i think i've had enough. tell me which wire to cut. quickly, the sun's coming up. is that cornflower blue? it must be tuesday once again. i can make something up, a likely story if you care. "maybe on the weekend. once in a while. only on occasion." it's no secret. it's not a mystery. it's no secret why i'm afraid of me. i think your friends are right about me. but it's only on the weekends. once in a while. maybe on occasion.