At one time when the days were nectar sweet I was a lovely boy
I brought smiles in my bag to pass around to all the unpleasant I passed
As life walked by
I noticed it look at me and not once did it stop it's horrible stare
I made that my occupation, self proclaimed devourer of problems

It must be a long project to finally bring someone to their knees
It didn't like me fucking up the balance
I'm undoing life's work

Since I never once saw that gaze fade
My bag became smaller, the unpleasant wouldn't accept my smiles as easily as before
I think I'm losing my friends

I noticed it look at me and not once did it stop it's horrible stare
I made that my occupation, self proclaimed devourer of problems

I think I was a lovely boy
It feels like a million years since I was him
I noticed it look at me and not once did it stop it's horrible stare
I made that my occupation, self proclaimed devourer of problems

To think those stories were a lie and all he had to do was fix a gaze on me
To turn it all around
I think I was a lovely boy
Let's see if we can't make a lovely lovely man