Penthouse in the House of Cards

What did you expect to hear
comforting words and sympathy
its too late for those things
though not for the like of trying

Blame anything you want
blame the stars and the moon and the sun in the sky
but don't ask me how I feel
about any of it
because I can't be bothered to care

You see, its all too deep
too much time and substance has gone past
and you only lack imagination
if you thought it could last

Don't even worry
if the outcome is good or bad
theses things are beyond control
know you've just been had

Let go of the little things
you use to dwell upon
and don't take for granted
that which now you depend on

Given time you may find
all was for the best
or given time you may find
the only certainty is death