no splash

"every day i wake up and i know it's not going to get any better until i go back to bed." - Al Bundy

get in, let me mow you down

like, uh, the cigarette inhale

exhale on the avenue

put your quarters up, uptown, uptown

where the dead of winter f***s off politely

when all the good girls go and cut rugs with all the bad boys

and all that noise

i hear it like the blah, blah, blah

in the right side

half successful cyanide

i dream it like nobody thought

in the ever and forever just kinda freaks me out

but it's not doubt

it's just certainty that i can't agree with

it's the slow, s****y remorseful

(like being busted with porno)

that gets the best of me

and the rest of me tells what's left of me

keep diving into an empty pool

fools always need their hands held

superheroes just crash on through

no splash

just adapt like the smoking ban

like the one night stand sobered up too early

just pumping away

like i wish you were anyone else