Monday, December 14, 2009

Conditional

Hate me, berate me

But don’t commiserate, see

I can’t understand your disrespect

And excuse me if I came to expect

A level of respect from you

But then again what else is new?

And we cat and mouse

Because you say I do it too

Call me stupid

I just don’t care

And you can leave anytime

I just don’t need you there

Can I ask you a question?

Can I tell you an answer?

Where exactly is your position?

And why do you call me sir?

When it’s clear I don’t deserve it

I simply show up and pay for shit

I just don’t know where I’m going

Life just doesn’t make sense

And all the things that you’re doing

Are making me want

I can’t tell what you want

And you can’t see why

I would tell you what’s wrong

If I could understand our lives


If it was clear

I wouldn’t need you here

If I wasn’t so down

I wouldn’t need you around

If I’m happy

I don’t need you

If I’m happy

I don’t see you


I see you, I want you

And you call me foolish

Swish and spit

That taste off your tongue

And I’m convinced
That she’s not the one

Not done, not fun,

Give me a run

For my money

Or for the hillsides

And it tastes like burning

On my insides

I dream you

I escape through

To the illusions of reality

And I’d like to believe

That if I can see you

You can see me

But such is life

And isn’t that nice

You’re walking right by

Without ever looking twice


If it was clear

I wouldn’t need you here

If I wasn’t so down

I wouldn’t need you around

If I’m happy

I don’t see you

If I’m happy

I don’t need you


Need you, want to

Do things I shouldn’t do

Too many excuses

For continuing abuses

Bruised, battered and messed up

Shaken, baked and fucked up

Running around in circles

Trying to find the world

And if the planets align

Maybe I’ll feel fine

Take what’s mine

And pay you no mind

Driving, riding

A horse that won’t stop bucking

And I wish I could end this fucking

Intense nonsense

That comes when each of us commence

With the act of liking each other

Loving another

And neglecting the other

Wishing we were close

Like the McManus brothers

Capable of nothing short

Of dying for one another

Atone for my sins

And let the world in

Would you let me begin?

Would you let me finish?

And I’m so sick and tired of this


If it was clear

I wouldn’t need you here

If I wasn’t so down

I wouldn’t need you around

If I’m happy

I don’t see you

If I’m happy

I don’t need you

But I still want you

Yeah, I still want you…

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

you should wash your sheets and everything in your room

Stretch said...

I don't know what you mean by that comment, but oddly enough I think it is good advice... weird.

Anonymous said...

if she was in there then she leaves a scent behind even if you don't smell it consciously it will make you think of her. Like i said wash your sheets and everything you can think of.