Losing It Once Again
The world was supposed to end at six o'clock today
It reminds me of that Peggy Lee song
Is that all there is
I can't make it out of bed
I don't want to leave this room
I want to listen to Tom Waits
and drink
Yes, I'm a terrible drunk
I was supposed to go to work today
but changed my mind
It happens often
I'm getting tired of myself
My phone keeps ringing
I can't talk now, busy at work
But I think they know I'm really home
I think they know that I'm slowly losing it all again
I feel that emptiness, that feel
That creeps back every now and then
It's ******* me in
I watch the people at the bus stop
14th st. and Ave C.
Old black man walks up to me grinning and says "hey, you got it made"
I think to myself he must be ******* with me
I become paranoid and can't wait for the bus to come
On 14th Street and Ave C
I still don't know what he meant
All day I will keep thinking "you got it made"
It will make me smile
I will smile because I must have looked insane standing there
I will smile because he really might have thought I had it made
I guess that will keep me going
I will laugh at myself
Just for today
Something always does
I will confess this to a friend
and she will confirm that It's true
I have lost my mind once again
I will hang up the phone
and smile
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
Losing It Once Again
The world was supposed to end at six o'clock today
It reminds me of that Peggy Lee song
Is that all there is
I can't make it out of bed
I don't want to leave this room
I want to listen to Tom Waits
and drink
Yes, I'm a terrible drunk
I was supposed to go to work today
but changed my mind
It happens often
I'm getting tired of myself
My phone keeps ringing
I can't talk now, busy at work
But I think they know I'm really home
I think they know that I'm slowly losing it all again
I feel that emptiness, that feel
That creeps back every now and then
It's ******* me in
I watch the people at the bus stop
14th st. and Ave C.
Old black man walks up to me grinning and says "hey, you got it made"
I think to myself he must be ******* with me
I become paranoid and can't wait for the bus to come
On 14th Street and Ave C
I still don't know what he meant
All day I will keep thinking "you got it made"
It will make me smile
I will smile because I must have looked insane standing there
I will smile because he really might have thought I had it made
I guess that will keep me going
I will laugh at myself
Just for today
Something always does
I will confess this to a friend
and she will confirm that It's true
I have lost my mind once again
I will hang up the phone
and smile