Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Love

I really want to be the guy who's there for you every day
The one that will always find a way
But instead I'm the one who hangs just out of reach
The one who sucks you dry like a leech.

Hope you'll call me later
Maybe come by for dinner
Let me take you in the bedroom
Let me be your sinner

I will always be here for you
Just the guy to come when you a need a screw
Yes, I'm the one you want
When you can't have what you need

So stop pretending you'll get through this rhyme
I've got you hanging on the line
I'm the one dropping the dime
I'm the one taking your time

Not a bad boy, I'm really not
Just not ready to give you a shot
Out in the day where I can't hide
Afraid you'll see what I'm not

Can't show up when you need me
Can't be there when you want me
Just take what I can all the time
And get you thinking you're the one in the lie

Turning 45 later this week
And I'm still the same old creep
Turning 45 later this week
And no, I won't weep

Still out there using and being used
Still out there doing what gets me by
Still out there getting you high
Still out there between your thighs

And you keep coming back
No matter how far you try to run
Keep looking for it somewhere else
you keep going back
When you need to come

1 comment:

tourguide said...

Ah, middle-aged love.