Wednesday 15 October 2008

not a chance, play your best hand

i'm not good for anyone -
especially not for you.
we write our best lines when we're drunk or high.
pop a pill, or a lover.
i am here.

i don't really care where this is going
or what she said before.
i've got high hopes and lost dreams like no other.
could you want any more?

lost our dignity behind a dumpster.
other people's waste is someone else's treasure.

i forgot how to sing the high notes, so i talk in chords.

you tattooed her name on your middle finger
so you'd never forget to flip her off.
find your own, find your own way, find your own way back home.