I had something nice to share 
But they said you’d be too dim to hear
Dim as my morning vision 
Slow as progress and change 
So I hid my candle beneath the covers 
And burnt the house down as a result
It’s been said you can kill with kindness 
You can strangle with a saviour’s complex
Well I don’t know what I feel 
Whatever it is, it led to your destruction 
And there isn’t too much to say 
Beyond that.