What a night! – Them boys been frenzied!
Mouths all a'watterin' over
sea cows in a wattering hole!

I guess I didn't know what it was. Knew 'twas a gorgeous schism!
This is some iced-to-the-bone antebellum romanticism, and how–
Ba-loo! Sing it, fleur de lis! Remember that these things never really
happened. Them manatees happen'd upon shined-out appalachians.

And I tell you– And I wonder...
I wonder quite a lot these days.
These days gettin' longer yet, the sun's yet to rise.

My past self still haunts me
Its absolutely exhausting
***** really good at taunting
100 percent ugly and daunting
My present says its costly
Future has no frosting
Im easily crushed like origami

I miss you looking at this astronomy
My space is decorated with your pottery
Too bad nobody does lobotomies
Cause I keep on losing my ticket to the lottery
Letting all the wrong things bother me
The right girl gets you feeling fatherly
My eyes are puffy and still wattering

I cant keep myself from pondering
Wondering if we'll ever share our laundry
Heart aching listening to daughtry
You never once wronged me
And loved me entirely broadly
Thinking of you forever fondly
Until our paths decide they need crossing