Situation crystal
clear, sharp, and out of my price range
I can't give in just a little
it's bone dry or the whole **** thing,
head first, can't catch a breath
diving through this party scene
bring me a drink
cause I'm broke and I'm thirsty
I can't pitch in, but I can show you a good time
I'm not a dime, no where close to a ten
but looks don't matter when
your in a crystal situation

These hardwood floors
are cold against my feet
like a chilly kiss
laid to rest on my cheek

My generation
has been taught
to hate the hero
and cheer on the villain
but maybe we were just given
the wrong heroes...

I sleep
with my feet pointing
toward the door
and my arms
wrapped around a pillow,
bent like a willow,
till I'm sleepy enough
to see it as
you