he's all American
blue eyes, red face - white lies
she's all American
blew money, well read, wide eyes -
flipping this coin
I'm about to flip out -
either way, we're headed for failure
tails between our legs - since 9/11
i knew something wasn't present -
maybe that's love
maybe that's greater -
maybe that love, has us meeting our maker -
maybe that love, isn't giving us our sacred ****** -
you arrived at the gates and got an IMAX ticket -
wolves among sheep
i see the future -
money in my pocket for no reason
not yet though, i have to learn
to let go, first

where did the day go?
i look back
and touch last year
like it was yesterday -
i look back
and i hear you calling my name
down the hallway -
dust on the lampshade
coffee stains on the counter -
half empty ash tray
and since then my life's never
gotten better - rotten ever -
since i suppose - since

i get annoyed
more often
than i'd like
to admit - i
try to control my
emotions but
sometimes i
want to quit -
sometimes i want
to say ***** this ****
and flip the table
drop the cards, tell them i'm able
to reach the stars
if i read these tea leaves hard
enough, long enough - i
know your mind wanders off -

there's something weird happening
i - don't trust
a n y o n e
and it's not my fault -
they did it.
They - the purple-hearted non-believers -
my enemy's front line, bottom line -
we tap the streams of our neighbors
we kiss death on the lips in ecstasy
we touch the other side of the universe and
hardly realize it -

I think you should be able to out whatever you want into your body -
It's your body
If it's not, if at some point, you know
That changed? We should probably all agree -
Isn't that a democracy?
But that isn't what the decree -
He wants to repeal
What he cannot reach
He bases how he feels
On what he will preach
Onto places tiny stubby fingers shall never reach -
Oh Lord, why give us a gift
To only request it be returned?
Have I been that ungrateful?
Will I get what I deserve?

i'm the odd man out
not ever the even dude in -
it's ******* cold out
wondering why i deserve this
almost slipped and fell into a mailbox -
i want to live on the beach
and drink the salt water -
i want to bask in the sunlight haze
of the streetlights illuminating a dark path
walked on by men
women, children - tiny spiders
that could **** you -

i see hatred in lot's of eyes since the election date -
somehow convinced their opinions are making waves -
ego grows and we show new sides of self -
my problem is
almost every where i go i show up wicked late
like - why - do i
suffer this, wicked fate?
serving weight fist under handed - tricking fate -
or so i assumed - buying time
to spend it with you -