Laura
LauraCalls meIn the middle of the night
Passes on herPainful informationThen these careless fingersThey get caught in her vice
Til they're bleedingOn my coffee tableLiving alone isn't all thatIt's cracked up to be
I'm on her sideWhy does she push the poison on me?
LauraHas a very hard timeAll her life hasBeen one long disasterThen she tells meShe suddenly believes she's seenA very good signShe'll be takingSome aggressive actionI fight her warsWhile she's slamming her doorsIn my face
Failure to breakWas the only mistakeThat she made
Here I amFeeling like a fucking foolDo I react the way exactlyShe intends me to?
Everytime I think I'm off the hookShe makes me lose my coolI'm her machineAnd she can punch all the keysAnd she can push any button I was programmed through
LauraCalls meWhen she needs a good fixAll her questionsWill get sympathetic answersI shouldBe soImmunizedTo all of her tricks
She's survivingOn her second chancesSometimes I feel like thisGodfather deal is all wrong
How can she hold an umbilical chordFor so long?
I've done everything I canWhat else am I supposed to doI'm her machineAnd she can punch all the keysAnd she can push any buttonI was programmed through
LauraLoves meEven if I don't care
That's my problemThat's her sacred absolutionIf she had toShe would put herself in my chairEven though IFaced electrocutionShe always saysI'm the best friend thatShe's ever had
How do youHang up on someoneWho needs you that bad?