i’m tired of waking up

i’m sick of rolling off the bus

i want to sleep forever

in the lies i’ve made

the checks have bounced

but the bills got paid so far

on the jaguar

i call myself

the lines get crossed

on the short wave i get cut off

’cause i can’t behave

very well

you think you know me

but you don’t know my way around

hell is just below me

and that’s why i keep falling down



i’m praying to resist temptation

staying within my constellation

weighing every intonation

betraying alienation



i quit sobriety

i joined up with insanity

i want to pull the lever on the hatch i built

escaping truth and avoiding guilt

so far

in the family car i get away

the border’s nearer than i thought

i’ll drive all day and i won’t get caught

anyway

the light is fading

and i haven’t had time to call

you must be waiting

for someone whose engines

won’t stall



i’m feeling the strings of your rejection

kneeling in the wrong direction

sealing my heart to your neglection

revealing no connection


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