Hit The Switch
I'm staring out into that vacuum againFrom the back porch of my mindThe only thing that's alive, I'm all there isAnd I start attacking my vodkaStab the ice with my strawMy eyes have turned red as stoplightsYou seem ready to walkYou know I'll call you eventuallyWhen I wanna talk, 'til then you're invisible
Cause there's this switch that gets hitAnd it all stops making senseAnd in the middle of drinksMaybe the fifth or the sixthI'm completely alone at a table of friendsI feel nothing for themI feel nothing, nothing.
Well I need a break from the city againI think I'll ship myself back westI've got a friend there she says,"hey anytime"Unless that offers expiredI have been less than frequentShe's under no obligationTo indulge every whimAnd I'm so ungrateful, I takeShe gives and forgives and I keep forgetting it
And each morning she wakesWith a dream to describeSomething lovely that bloomedIn her beautiful mindI say, "I'll trade you oneFor two nightmares of mine,I have somewhere I die,I have somewhere we all die"
I'm thinking of quitting drinking againI know I've said that a couple of timesAnd I'm always changing my mindWell I guess I amBut there's this burn in my stomachAnd there's this pain in my sideAnd when I kneel at the toiletAnd the morning's clean lightPours in through the windowSometimes I pray I don't dieI'm a goddamn hypocrite
But then night rolls around and it all starts making senseThere is no right way or wrong way, you just have to liveAnd so I do what I do, and at least I existWhat could mean more than this?What would mean more, mean more?