When the picture fades

Look, look here
we’ve got a problem
I fear
you’ve sung the wrong song
once again
now it’s over
now you’re dead.
Can you see it?
Is it real?
Do you know how
this time you’ll heal
without the breaking
or sick nuance
this time you’ll see it
you won’t get off.
Look, look here it comes again
the lies you told
the things you meant
yes, I have broken once again
the second story
comes to this end.