think im going for a walk now

i feel a little unsteady

don't want nobody to follow me

'cept maybe you

i could make you happy, y'know

if you weren't already

i could do a lot of things

and i do



tell you the truth i prefer

the worst of you

too bad you had to have a better half

she's not really my type

but i think you two are forever

and i hate to say it

but you're perfect together



so fuck you

and your untouchable face

and fuck you

for existing in the first place

who am i

that i should be vying for your touch

who am i

bet you can't even tell me that much



two-thirty in the morning

and my gas tank will be empty soon

neon sign in the horizon

rubbing elbows with the moon

a safe haven of sleepless

where the deep fryer's always on

and the radio is counting down

the top twenty country songs

and out on the porch the fly strip

is waving like a flag in the wind

y'know, i don't look forward

to seeing you again

you'll look like a photograph of yourself

taken from far far away

and i won't know what to do

and i won't know what to say



except fuck you

and your untouchable face

and fuck you

for existing in the first place

who am i

that i should be vying for your touch

who am i

bet you can't even tell me that much



i see you and im so perplexed

what was i thinking

what will i think of next

where can i hide

in the back room there's a lamp

that hangs over the pool table

and when the fan is on it swings

gently side to side

there's a changing constellation

of balls as we are playing

i see orion and say nothing

the only thing i can think of saying



is fuck you

and your untouchable face

and fuck you

for existing in the first place

who am i

that i should be vying for your touch

who am i

bet you can't even tell me that much