Today, I woke up
I was cranky.
I didn't speak as much,
So I wouldn't pass it on.

Today, I woke up
I was cranky.
I wanted to pick a fight,
Anyone, anything.

Maybe the luggage,
The CG's off balance
And it's giving me bruises.
Twisting my wrist
And taking my shoe.

                                                  [Kick it]

Maybe the guy who took my seat
Again
In the train at the
RESERVED SEAT SECTION
Scrambling away to the seat
In front of me, then
Reclining it all the way

                                                [Slam that table against the back of his chair]

Or maybe just sulk
For another day
Inside the dark dark
Bunker
And not come out
Till forever

Today, I woke up
And I was
Cranky