Best at taking really bad advice

i know they know more than me
at least about the twisty darkened forest paths of the mind
they've mapped it out
set it down
i know where i should go
but the unknown in more exciting
testing testing one two three
how far can i go before i crash
and when i do
how many pieces will i make
shattered like a champagne flute
at your best beloveds wedding to someone else
only worse
because you were never the marrying kind
which is why they left
(i'm not good enough)

(cliches taste best, except for when they don't)

it's hard to know what to say when it's all been done before
(it's all been done before)
i'd like to make something new under the sun
and maybe i can
but i'd know
on the inside
that it really isn't new
just old
cut apart with safety scissors and
pasted together with a cluestick and elmers
(you know it looks like peeling skin when you spread it thin enough?)