The driver
she wears mascara
the
last remnant of her humaness
she's always been a
little blessed
she's met her death
many times.

You can hear
her coming on
the winds
freight train sounds
through the Jeffrey Pines
this train isn't
Bound for Glory
this train's bound
for eternity
a one way
ticket with
no return.

Though I've always
rooted for reincarnation.

This train
stops for gamblers
midnight ramblers
**** addled ******
addicts caught between
nodding out and cleaning
the refrigerator with a tooth brush.
Even saints on board will stay.

The oblivion express
your going to hop
on board when your
ticket is punched,
the ticket taker
laughs and smiles
his last glimpse
of humaness.

She's the driver
he's the turnstile
they were once
an item
before they were delivered
to their
new careers
never to see each
other again
except through the
glass of her engine.

The fire is stoked
the express becomes
a local
stopping for each
and every
daily passenger
you can hear that
whistle blow.

You don't know where you're
headed
you just know
you gotta go.
Her mascara drips down
her face
you and she
the ticket taker
too
there is no escape
the oblivion express
just around the corner
and
on its way.

I'm so hot i'll blow your mind
your so good you'll try to blow my mind
I'm so great i'll blow your heart
your so loving you'll try to blow my mind
I'm so Different and cool i'll blow your mind
your so trying you'll try to blow my mind
I'm such a confusing,distracting girl i'll blow your mind
your so talented but you still haven't blown my mind
your so desperate your done trying to blow my mind
i'm so in love with you your with me and your minds blown

This is me
Do you like what you  see?
This is me
and I've got the key
This is me
am i alright?
This is me
I am A queen
This is me is this whatcha like?
This is me
no tell me is this watcha want?
This is me
Am I **** enough?
This is me
Do you like these questions?
This is me
Would you answer please?
This is me
Will you have a drink with me?
This is me
Come to my place?
This is me
I'll show you how nice I am?
This is me
Shall I show you how I breath?
Yeah,Yeah,Yeah this is me....
I'll get you to answer or shall I burn your **a

I promised I wouldn't anymore
I lied
I said I was happy again
I lied
I said I was content
I lied

I swore I wouldn't pick up another screwdriver again
So I did
And I swore I wouldn't dampen my pillow anymore
So I did
I also swore I loved myself
So I did

I thought we were friends
I'm not sure
She hates me now...doesn't she?
I'm not sure
Because he likes me, not her
I'm not sure

I said I was happy, yet I lied
I swore I wouldn't cry....so I did
And I thought she would always be there for me...but now I'm not sure