Jinx me something crazy
Thinking of its three (one, two and then...)
then Im as smooth as the skin
That rolls across the small of your back
Its too bad its just not my style.
If you need me Im out,
and on the parkway
Patient and waiting for headlights dressed
in a fashion thats fitting
to the inconsistency of my moods
Its times like these where silence means
everything.
Its a campaign of distraction and revisionist history.
Its a shame I doubt theyd notice
I doubt theyd even care.
No one is to know about this.
Dont let me down.
But whatever I have been getting myself into
lately has been slicing inches from my waist.
Its my fist vs. the bottle and thats how bad could this hurt...
..against I wont feel a thing.
No one is to know about this.
Dont let me down.
We were taught so much better than this...
This is what living like this does....
Thank God you werent there to watch me hit bottom.