All the friends you thought you had have left
And you blame them for such cunning, deft
And cheer. All plots end in death, my dear
Though you probably had it coming
(At least as much as anyone)
We all die alone, friends or no, friends or none
But any gun on the wall in the opening act
Must be fired by the call of the curtain. It’s a fact
And just because you love someone doesn’t mean they’ll love you back
I hate these lonely days, I hate this deep malaise
I hate this time, these sounds, these scenes, these schemes
These reams and reams of paper seem so
Soulless and dole-less and pointless and friendless
Pitiful, damnable, horrendous
When I close my eyes, the words I see, over and over, endlessly, are:
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
You’re just a waste of time, a waste of space, an empty plot, a basket case
A tired cliché
I wish I was guileless
I wish I was guileless
I wish I was childish
Or maybe less selfish and steep
Less selfish and steep
But I’d settle for some sleep
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Frank Pigg
And you say you were born brawling Caught a right cross, you were barely crawling And you got caught holding the bag one night With your two priors gone, hoping …
Glory
When I think about the truth sometimes While sitting up alone late Listening for my heart at night, just to hear it beat And it’s got a hole There’s something …
Hole In My Heart
People say there’s a hole in my heart That I give it away, right from the very start And you don’t know just where I stand Could you just be a man? Could you …
It Never Happened At All
I was ten years old, so promising It felt like the world was hanging from a string The brush fires in the yard, the bullets in my hand Cigarettes in the barn, fistfights …
Jenny
Jenny, would you ever believe that I’m not wasting your time? I got a violence in me, is that a terrible sign? Could I just sleep in your bed, do you think that …