Friday, June 22, 2007

Gag me with a spoon

When they call your name will you walk right up with a smile on your face? Or will you cower in fear in your favorite sweater with an old love letter? Come pick me up, take me out, fuck me up, steal my records. Screw all my friends, they're all full of shit. With a smile on your face and then do it again. I wish you would. When you're walking downtown, do you wish I was there? Do you wish it was me? With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes, do they all look like mine? You know you could and I wish you would . I wish you'd make up my bed so I could make up my mind, try it for sleeping instead.
Maybe I'll rest sometime. I wish I could.