IXL.

Displaced to this street.
I've been bending facts with crowbars to fit in with these flashy road signs.
Unfit for this part.
I've been telling the truth like a sieve holds water, for the last twelve hours; keeping your questions at bay.
Forced into this place.
I've been gnashing crooked teeth for the sake of irony, someone give me a backup plan.
Left off of this list.
I've been forging my face in the name of indifference, please assume that I'm right.

Never spent much time waiting around.
Never thought so little could bring me down.
Never knew that it might end like this.
Never left much room for hit or miss.