CERAMIC I keep expecting you to wither up and fade away I keep expecting to find myself In this clouded haze of gray It seems the more that I want you here The less you stay The longer I know you the more I find to hate I keep expecting to find in you some Temporary sanctity I keep expecting to break through in the Hope of a reckoning It seems there really is no for real cuz you're so fake The longer I know you the more I find to hate I HATE YOU Show your face show me something I keep building it up is this all for nothing I keep telling myself you'll diffuse my confusion I keep expecting to resist but I always seem To give in The closer I get to you the more you hesitate The longer I know you the more I find to hate