Intermezzo of plans I had

La-te-da, la-te-da,
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,
And you’re smiling, me,
Why are you smiling
You shouldn’t be smiling
And then it makes sense
To me that you’re thinking
That I haven’t changed
Dreaming big dreams
Doing this but never with
Follow through
Or chasing the things
I’d really like to do
And I look lost,
That’s it you think I’m lost
And you been thinking this
For much too long
And you just wait right there
I’ll show you because now,
You see now I have motivation
In the sense I have something
Something to prove
Not to myself but to you
Just to wipe that smile off your face
And turn this amusement 
Like redirecting the aim of a gun
Towards you,
Is this our strugge from here on out
Like a tv show from 1983
With good cop and bad guy 
And a single pistol 
Wrestling around to see who gets grip
BANG, and the bad guy falls slowly
The cop looking him in the eye
And the bad guy slides down 
The cops body like snake skin
Being shed
And the last words are whispered
By this terrible actor in this terrible show
Saturated in melodrama
When he says
Intermezzo of plans I had.