I asked,
who is he?
and the answer came back,
he's a calamity,
**** it that's me
that were talking about
I should really get out of this one sided conversation
preferably at the next station
but if not I can walk.
You can talk,
Look at you
what the hell do you do
except to put people down and
rub their nose in the dirt.

Hurt you?
I could
but why would I do that?
You're just a statistic
someone who's sarcastic
let's face it
you're past it
it's time for you to go.
If you don't know the way
let me show you.

Yesterday you bothered me
today as you can see
I don't give a toss
you're not my boss you're a loser
I choose a
different path
you can laugh
but then again you always did
you hid behind grins
but the circle of life spins
and you can't laugh no more
close the door when you go
just so I know
that I'm free.