damn tv and commercials rot ur brain
no one these days can have a decent without selling something along with it
all these pictures of far away things are getting me nowhere
remembering romantic bullshit that u wish u could have taken the other way
some other way, so much more than everything
but the words i would have meant are already in use, already been abused
so ill just listen for now, and keep hold of my head
and i wont reach for my revolver right now,
cause i dont know which way ill be passing by today
i've blown away this sense of community, i've blown awy this simple thing
and it reminds me of her
im all strung out now and i dont know where ill come down
i thought some daisies might cheer u up
the doctors hands dont seem to steady these days
the whiskeys running dry and the morphine doesn't heal hearts
but as long as i don't drink by myself, i can lay down and sleep
this damp cloth on my forehead just isnt cutting it
i want to go to the infirmory, where im not alone
these old greasy wings dont sing the same shining songs
thats what she said in the elevator
like in a dream, but the second time around
my words are coated with kerosene and my ear flaps are heavy and waxed
and ya know my heart is splintered and i'm awfully tired of this high rotation
each of us in our own sensations, so far away
all these goodbyes and locomotives turning dust
no one knows this like i do
but all these goodbyes are running me dry
and sometimes these silences seem to drift on forever
and sometimes everything seems beautiful, and i'm ok with that
oh let it be your beating heart
i really dont want everything, just the non-important things
the things we disagree on, like self destruction
i dont mind that death is always playing games
for now im worried about the cook starting fires, and that rattling chair
so i never meant to hurt her, or make it seem so far
but sometimes im like that
*bullshit muttered under a slide guitar*
i'll probably catch my tail faster than my mind
cause im soaked to the boned and the weather rusting me away
eating snuff with plastic forks, this meglodon of a situation on my back
i'll never get through customs safely
i just need one good couch to sleep on, if thats the last thing i do
someone keeps sending the opposition
its a grim line we have to sneak across
im tired of saying "godbye, take care
"
im tired of trying to pull it together
so take it or leave cause im about to go
i cant whore myself out anymore,
im tired already and enough is enough
i dont wanna let you down so i drew chalk outlines all around us
please be careful, i tried not to make any noise
and through all this disoreinted logic i always seem to find im in the right place,
it must be the karma, cause your not there
im not to worried though ill get over this
there is another right time i have to be in sometime on the near future
i dont bother with the details, i just wanna make it alive
so if your coming or not doesnt really bother me
we are going to crash on the way (more than once)
but if you dont mind a bloody nose, i sure could use the company
its a long drive and the radio is broke just like me
i spent my last chance dollar on a PA lotto in the middle of nowhere
im on my way to find another dollar, another adventure
something that would never fit in my pocket
so i wont reach for my revolver now, ive got some time to kill
no one these days can have a decent without selling something along with it
all these pictures of far away things are getting me nowhere
remembering romantic bullshit that u wish u could have taken the other way
some other way, so much more than everything
but the words i would have meant are already in use, already been abused
so ill just listen for now, and keep hold of my head
and i wont reach for my revolver right now,
cause i dont know which way ill be passing by today
i've blown away this sense of community, i've blown awy this simple thing
and it reminds me of her
im all strung out now and i dont know where ill come down
i thought some daisies might cheer u up
the doctors hands dont seem to steady these days
the whiskeys running dry and the morphine doesn't heal hearts
but as long as i don't drink by myself, i can lay down and sleep
this damp cloth on my forehead just isnt cutting it
i want to go to the infirmory, where im not alone
these old greasy wings dont sing the same shining songs
thats what she said in the elevator
like in a dream, but the second time around
my words are coated with kerosene and my ear flaps are heavy and waxed
and ya know my heart is splintered and i'm awfully tired of this high rotation
each of us in our own sensations, so far away
all these goodbyes and locomotives turning dust
no one knows this like i do
but all these goodbyes are running me dry
and sometimes these silences seem to drift on forever
and sometimes everything seems beautiful, and i'm ok with that
oh let it be your beating heart
i really dont want everything, just the non-important things
the things we disagree on, like self destruction
i dont mind that death is always playing games
for now im worried about the cook starting fires, and that rattling chair
so i never meant to hurt her, or make it seem so far
but sometimes im like that
*bullshit muttered under a slide guitar*
i'll probably catch my tail faster than my mind
cause im soaked to the boned and the weather rusting me away
eating snuff with plastic forks, this meglodon of a situation on my back
i'll never get through customs safely
i just need one good couch to sleep on, if thats the last thing i do
someone keeps sending the opposition
its a grim line we have to sneak across
im tired of saying "godbye, take care
" im tired of trying to pull it together
so take it or leave cause im about to go
i cant whore myself out anymore,
im tired already and enough is enough
i dont wanna let you down so i drew chalk outlines all around us
please be careful, i tried not to make any noise
and through all this disoreinted logic i always seem to find im in the right place,
it must be the karma, cause your not there
im not to worried though ill get over this
there is another right time i have to be in sometime on the near future
i dont bother with the details, i just wanna make it alive
so if your coming or not doesnt really bother me
we are going to crash on the way (more than once)
but if you dont mind a bloody nose, i sure could use the company
its a long drive and the radio is broke just like me
i spent my last chance dollar on a PA lotto in the middle of nowhere
im on my way to find another dollar, another adventure
something that would never fit in my pocket
so i wont reach for my revolver now, ive got some time to kill
