Confidence Trick

I won't mince matters lest I laugh

I'm an everyday matter of fact

I've been middle of the road

For as long as these eyes have known

Leave that nerve on the ledge

It's all we have left

What I lack in luster, I find in rituals of artifice

Oh it's just a trick of confidence

I've been my own half glass of hope and lifeline

Of the arch and Midwest and forlorn kind

Let's not split the River Styx in two

My steely guts keep me alive for you

Leave that nerve on the ledge

It's all I have left

Lean into Eros

Is not the same thing

As lean into arrows

Despite the chance

Of being hurt