The Manchild
I want to tell you something but you keep
TALKING TALKING TALKING.
I once thought that I was the goddess of mindless banter
But before you I fall down, praising your insanity.
I had once admired your susceptibility to tangents,
A genius, a sense of humor, a ravishing creativity,
But your secret is ADD, and since you refuse to go to the doctor
You are useless to me
I would gladly swallow your randomness with a rit or two to help me stay up and
LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN.
I am trying to say its over,
And then, like clockwork, you mention the newest additions of California Raisins at
Hardee's
And I lose all control
"I don't think this is going to work."
When we are apart I think only well of you,
and then together I can't stop thinking of a better life
sans your mannerisms, your wittiness, sans you.
And then in a classic move of desperation you say
"But I love you,"
You realized this while we shroomed, how thoughtful!
You say you love me like you did your dead ex-girlfriend
Who treated you like shit.
And who you in turn treated like shit when she spoke my words
Ignoring her despite your promise to be a constant,
Your ignorance inspiring her to overdose on sleeping pills.
And so I leave you now,
As you awkwardly trudge through South Carolina,
Speeding in your Volvo and constantly annoyed by the haughtiness of southern belles.
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Can't you hear those calvary drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight snacks in the mosaleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
I want to tell you something but you keep
TALKING TALKING TALKING.
I once thought that I was the goddess of mindless banter
But before you I fall down, praising your insanity.
I had once admired your susceptibility to tangents,
A genius, a sense of humor, a ravishing creativity,
But your secret is ADD, and since you refuse to go to the doctor
You are useless to me
I would gladly swallow your randomness with a rit or two to help me stay up and
LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN.
I am trying to say its over,
And then, like clockwork, you mention the newest additions of California Raisins at
Hardee's
And I lose all control
"I don't think this is going to work."
When we are apart I think only well of you,
and then together I can't stop thinking of a better life
sans your mannerisms, your wittiness, sans you.
And then in a classic move of desperation you say
"But I love you,"
You realized this while we shroomed, how thoughtful!
You say you love me like you did your dead ex-girlfriend
Who treated you like shit.
And who you in turn treated like shit when she spoke my words
Ignoring her despite your promise to be a constant,
Your ignorance inspiring her to overdose on sleeping pills.
And so I leave you now,
As you awkwardly trudge through South Carolina,
Speeding in your Volvo and constantly annoyed by the haughtiness of southern belles.
------------------
Can't you hear those calvary drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight snacks in the mosaleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
