Day after passing day
We hear the cars go through
We sit alone and pray
For something to be new
But it is what it is
I sip my drink and he sips his
And in the end I'm sad because
I drank twice the beer and only got half the buzz

long, hot days
and long, hot moments
give way
to me searching,
reveling,
for my atonement

it's never been fair
or ever been right
it's just so hard to care
when i keep it
long, far away,
and no where near sight

i've been carrying this
i may always will
this nonchalant tryst,
not over this.
because looks like these could ****

and so i roll on
some later day
will give way
to when the pawn...

i have found myself on auto-pilot
there's nothing i have to do
or i could
i could be anybody
doing anything or
i don't have to do anything i should

it's a dangerous game
these risks surely not worth the weigh
yet i know the rules
i'm good at it
i know how to get away

and that's just the start
not even the scariest part

so reckless
so purposeful
so damaging in any light
i press forward without thought
who cares what is your wrong
or what is your right

i'm making mistakes
i'm ******* up on purpose
it's all i could do
to change my entire apparatus
i'm somebody
and yet nobody
at least that anyone is to admire
i'm just me and today
i have no problem playing with fire