Lyrics

The Letter

I feel as if I'm playing games I'd rather not
Like piggyback with eternity
If it's all the same to you, I'd rather stop
Playing leapfrog with my dignity

And yes I still miss you
And yes I still love you
I'm sure it gives you
Some perverse sort of pleasure
But I'm not forgetting
And no, not forgiving
I just can't let go of forever
So if you might hear me
Mentioning your name
Be sure it's being followed by curses
And you know that it hurts me
Much worse than you

I feel as if I'm losing a part o myself
Hide and seek, ego, I'm sexless
If it' all the same to you
I'm alive and well
Playing horseshoes with all obsessed

Are the horses still wearing their shoes?
It's getting to late to tell
I don't know, I'm getting weary
Of always reviving
Now I'm just surviving this torture
Of seeing you daily
And I miss your mother and father
The dog and my supper
And sometimes I wish I could hurt you
Worse than you've hurt me

When you came over last Thursday
So thirsty for friendship
It sell sail on desert winds
My puppy, she begging her pardon,
Told me something I knew already
You smell like him

And the smell on your hands
It's been driving me crazy
The FBI paid me to knock of the racket
And the horse head's in bed with you lately
Or is he the horses ass?
Where is my jacket?
The one with the ring in the box
In the pocket, I've lost it
And I've lost you
And I know the question
That shouldn't be asked

And I know I'm not better
I'm just a bit bitter
But so is my coffee,
So I'll add some sugar
And my blood's
On the walls of my bedroom
A child with a crayon
A madman, a razor
And that's not your name that I'm writing
I can't even say it
Let alone spell it
None of this ever happened anyway