| Out cold from long nights and long drives
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| I’m burnt out on sex appeal
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| Dare me to move on, or to lash out
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| Give me ugly, or just something real
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| I used to toss and turn a fever
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| Now I toss and turn my bed
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| Searched out the old flings, that failed me
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| I’ll take what I am instead
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| It all comes down to
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| I’m still me, even without you
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| You’ll run away, endlessly
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| Eat your words, ignore all the shame
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| We could be, 'never were', 'never speak'
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| It’s a forever bender with me
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| I tried, and quit for a challenge
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| I left Mom and Dad with a balance
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| Here’s to losing weight and losing meals
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| I coughed up while my voice gives out
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| I’ve got pills, but I wake with doubts
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| That I can’t sing what nobody needs to hear
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| Oh, I’m petty-full
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| I pissed in your garden, now nothing’s going to grow
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| Aren’t we all poets? |
| Yeah, I know
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| I collect what I can remember, in a box because I’m getting old
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| Forever Bender
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| Nothing’s going to grow |