too late to notice.

[iLoveYouWithaKnife]

And this afternoon before I could force myself out of bed, force myself to open my eyes, i say,
"i don't feel good again"
So I lay there for a while.
...cough uncontrollable.
Because I smoke too much, when I drink too much-
which is all the time.
It's always too late to notice things going on around us.
I climb out of bed and walk downstairs, open the fridge.
nothing inside I want, ate 2 days ago, I'll have chocolate milk instead.
coat myself with something before I start to drink, before I go to work.
And I notice it's a little later than usual,
took too long to shower.
And I'm not going to have time to finish these 40 more ounces of liquid.
Spent too long in the shower,
thinking of our conversation
About a point i was trying to get across to you,
that you didn't get-
Because there wasn't enough time,
your ride came.
And you're trying to do all these things,
so everything works out.
So they can work, so you can.
And I ask you if they are sitting around,
trying to figure out
this ultimate plan
to get you there.
and you say, "yes, of course."
But, it's all something that goes unnoticed.
nothing ever works out.
And I'm trying to work my thoughts out on paper,
while I'm trying to finish this beer
But there's not enough time-
not enough time in the world.
There's all this things that go unnoticed.
And it's so unfair.
because i notice... all the small details.
And I stagger down the hall
with 4 minutes to go-
hoping I can get to the bathroom to use the listerine, before i run into my family, before they talk to me.
before they smell it.
-but i do... and they don't,
because, once again, things go unnoticed.
And I step outside and it's awful cold again,
and I start to think, once again.
About how i lost my license.
how i fucked up,
got 3 underages.
And maybe if i didn't i wouldn't be walking around with these song lyrics stuck in my head,
instead,
i'd be driving around,
with the same lyrics blaring from my stereo.
They are the same lyrics that played on the stereo in my room
when i was on the phone, with you.
I'm sick of relating to what everyone is saying, singing.
And if you didn't notice-
I played the same song when I was on the phone,
in hopes that you would notice,
that this guy is singing the same words,
that i have been trying to get across to you.
but the song is too short, it's over-
there's never enough time,
except, for things to go unnoticed.
And i'm starting to get a headache,
alcohol is wearing off.
can't even drink anymore, b/c i'm at work.
it won't be soon enough-
or
never enough time-
nothing ever works out-
when you let things go unnoticed!