young lovers not doing any loving
falling asleep in the strangest of places
whisper tiny secrets into unfledged ears

motel bedrooms along massive stretches of pavement
adultry violence addicton
a loss of innocence never recovered

i pass by these moments at 65 miles per hour
unsure of their reality
towing the lines between sleep and a coma

life's worth a split level with a pool and a two car garage
wives spitting in their loved ones dinner
rejoice for the middle class!

sin runs in the family
like water overflowing from a gutter
don't tell dad i went into his hunting room

you kiss like a priest, hard and shapeless
distance isn't what changes you
and besides i'm tired of you passing out in my bathtub