God in me malice for murder
i don't feel safe without you here. i don't like not having you around. i don't know what to do when i don't hear your voice. i can't sleep without you telling me goodnight. tell me what to do to bring back the song. you've not gone far because i can feel you. you're not going forever, i can still taste you. i'm not alone, because i can hear you breathing next to me from 300 hundred miles. where's the red lightning? why does my heart skip at the edge of oblivion waiting for nothing but the wind to push it over? maybe it's not that i need you, maybe it's that i love you i want you and i miss everything about you when i don't have you right beside me. maybe i'm here to play the waiting game for blood, listening for your triumphant return. please don't go away so long. the hurt isn't as sweet without you, the stars not so bright, the fall not so cold. without you my life is a movie, silent and filmy with flat colors and cracks in the screen.
i want to call you, hear you speak. i want to keep my promise to give you all your time. what to do if i never hear from you again... as if maybe this time you've died. will you come home to me soon? ease my soul from the lovesick worry? the woman you love is waiting for you. the girl that you fell for is counting the stars. the sky is still falling, waiting in line for the handsome young man that i am in love with...
to come home.
i want to call you, hear you speak. i want to keep my promise to give you all your time. what to do if i never hear from you again... as if maybe this time you've died. will you come home to me soon? ease my soul from the lovesick worry? the woman you love is waiting for you. the girl that you fell for is counting the stars. the sky is still falling, waiting in line for the handsome young man that i am in love with...
to come home.
posted by lisa at 12:29 AM
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I got a job making money for the man throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair running through the mini mall in my underwear I got lost downtown couldn't find a ride home sun went down I got frozen to the bone 'til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat as I took a little nap the cops picked up us both I tried to explain I was only trying to get warm I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform
He said too bad. You want to bite the bullet hard son? I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun and I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon dancing on the roof, shooting holes in the moon
get busy, get busy, you know it
I ain't going to work for no soul-sucking jerk I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't saying jack
Standing right here with a beer in my hand and my mouth is full of sand and I don't understand
fourteen days I've been sleeping in the barn better I get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
whistling dixie with the dixie cup filled with the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill big fat fingers pointing into my face
telling me to get busy cleaning up this place I got bent like a wet cigarette and she's coming after me with a butterfly net riding on the bloodhound ringing the bell
black cat wrapped in the road map to hell pencil on my leg and I'm trying not to beg taking turns baking worms with the bacon and eggs well they got me in a bird cage flapping my jaw like a pretzel in the stars just waiting to fall so give me what I got to get so I can go cause I ain't washing dishes in the ditch no mo'
I ain't going to work for no soul-sucking jerk I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't saying jack
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