You were always my cardinal
I, a mourning dove
Wandering eternal
Not convinced of love
You clung to birch alone all winter
while I chased the Sun above
The wind brought us back together
Cling forever to me my love

Banging my head against a wall twenty times
never once made a good thought come to mind
Sometimes I gotta dig into my pockets
to pull out lint I turn into rockets
Once in awhile I blow up a hit song
But most of the time it's an absolute bomb

Every person we know
every animal we see
every seedling that grows
will one day decease

Every building we pass
every home we drive by
everything built to last
will eventually die

Feelings fade
and metal rusts
The things we create
turn to dust

So hold me close
my only friend
And stay sweet with me
till our bitter end

I'll have a little love with my bottle of wine
I don't mind them older, so aged is just fine
Could you make them pair well with stale pizza crust?
And have the faint odor of ******* lust?
As long as they're low shelf, I'll be just fine
So I'll have a little love with my bottle of wine

Don't forget to do your wakeup
It's just like doing your makeup
It covers the scars
And makes you feel like a star
Just hope when you fall you land face up

I put stockings on my head and robbed the corner store for gum

I ran down the train tracks naked with just my sneakers on

I went into a church and smoked a cigarette
Put it out in the holy water  
Something I'll never forget

I stole wine and brandy from my mom
Decided I would tie one on
But ended up ******* the bed instead

I was a dreadful mess by the age of 10
Should have seen it coming then

Day in and day out
I write the same old story
It could only be one thing
A writer's purgatory
Can't get past one freaking word
Absolutely absurd
And the outcome is usually gory