guess my balls let me down...
It's official, too:
I no longer am even trying to be that guy. Fuck hook-ups. Not that i'm opposed to casual appreciation of beauty(you so hot) and a little kissing here and there, but it's not worth the bullshit to carry out. In the dreaded lingo of somebody, i'm a "keeper." I'm not sure who's keeper, but i'm in there for at least a while, for whoever you are. I can't seem to get very excited about meeting some drunk random girl downtown and proceeding from there. That seems like disaster to me. although what do i know? i leave you with some lyrics that fuckin kick YOUR ass:
Have To Explode
Tile floor of the bathroom
Scrubbed clean and bright
Checkerboard white and grey
Towels from the Ritz-Carlton hotel in Kingston Jamaica
I can still see the rust colored stains today
The stage is set
Someone's going to do something someone else will regret
I speak in smoke signals and you answer in code
The fuse will have to run out sometime
Something here will eventually have to explode
Have to explode
You and me lying on the tile floor
Trying to keep cool
Restless all night
Sweating out the poison
As the temperature climbs
Staring up up at the hundred-watt light that burns above
Name one thing about us two anyone could love
We roll out the red carpet
When rotten luck comes down the road
Five four three two one
Watch for the flash
Something here will eventually have to explode
Have to explode
I no longer am even trying to be that guy. Fuck hook-ups. Not that i'm opposed to casual appreciation of beauty(you so hot) and a little kissing here and there, but it's not worth the bullshit to carry out. In the dreaded lingo of somebody, i'm a "keeper." I'm not sure who's keeper, but i'm in there for at least a while, for whoever you are. I can't seem to get very excited about meeting some drunk random girl downtown and proceeding from there. That seems like disaster to me. although what do i know? i leave you with some lyrics that fuckin kick YOUR ass:
Have To Explode
Tile floor of the bathroom
Scrubbed clean and bright
Checkerboard white and grey
Towels from the Ritz-Carlton hotel in Kingston Jamaica
I can still see the rust colored stains today
The stage is set
Someone's going to do something someone else will regret
I speak in smoke signals and you answer in code
The fuse will have to run out sometime
Something here will eventually have to explode
Have to explode
You and me lying on the tile floor
Trying to keep cool
Restless all night
Sweating out the poison
As the temperature climbs
Staring up up at the hundred-watt light that burns above
Name one thing about us two anyone could love
We roll out the red carpet
When rotten luck comes down the road
Five four three two one
Watch for the flash
Something here will eventually have to explode
Have to explode