take me out into the back yard and shoot me i’m not kidding
 
but i am kidding
 
but if you have the gun i have two whiskeys in me
and i hate how when you look at me
it goes straight through to the other side of the building
 
but i’m kidding because people have sensibilities
about this kind of thing and
we’re too comfortable laughing
 
but i’m not kidding
and this is a cry for help
but that’s too much so i’m just
 
jk everybody lighten up it’s just
 
that i smell like a grave so much and you like the way dirt tastes
and we’re both dancing around asking the other person
if they carry too much weight
but nobody wants a party where everybody’s hiding pain
 
so yeah i’m not joking i’m dying and
if you need someone i’m here
and i want you to stay
 
but on the other hand
my mom is watching
so yeah
i’m good is what i’m saying.

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