Two times, two times befour I let ya go

No hard feelings, but I'm hardly feelin'

Way up, so high, down low, so low...solo

Googly eyes lit mine, now I'm keelin'


Lost love loves lots, there is no game to blame

Our self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel

Beware new love disguised, I won't name njames

History, but a circle, thread on spool


Rekindle?  Like wet wood drunk with moisture

fires die, like fireflies in winter

but scorched am I, by eternal ember

no lotion, nay cortizone heals center


Can't salute to your attention, so go

Worth the good times, but not the pain, yunno?

where I just don't feel anymore.

I have this natural urge to strip bare naked
and run wild through the woods to feel, again.

Feel, anything at all.

So, I did one time.
The next three days,
covered in cortizone and neosporin,


I promised, when I get that urge again,
I will tie myself down
and let someone hit my head with a bat.