Come Dress Me, I'll Be Your Manequin
There are times when the loneliness sets in. At nights when the second half of my bed is empty and cold. When my dreams drift to that person that I spend my whole day forgetting, along with every guy in her package deal. Baggage they call it. It would take her hours to get through airport security with them slung over her shoulder. The bible thumper who mistreats her. The redneck bastard who beats her. They stay with her and defeat her.
I'm lonely on nights like tonight. The ominous gray that had been the past week's standard has been replaced by the most vibrant pinks and reds. The melting snow sounds like a soft rain outside. I'm lonely when the snow falls for that matter.
The other day, I bought the newest issue of your favorite comic book. It made me think of you. I read it cover to cover and hated every second of it. It used to be my favorite too. You have that knack though. That way of ruining all my favorite songs.
But now that I think about it, neither one of us was really much of a prize. We were a violation of the rules. A drunken flaw in Cupid's aim. An anomaly.
I'm lonely on nights like tonight. The ominous gray that had been the past week's standard has been replaced by the most vibrant pinks and reds. The melting snow sounds like a soft rain outside. I'm lonely when the snow falls for that matter.
The other day, I bought the newest issue of your favorite comic book. It made me think of you. I read it cover to cover and hated every second of it. It used to be my favorite too. You have that knack though. That way of ruining all my favorite songs.
But now that I think about it, neither one of us was really much of a prize. We were a violation of the rules. A drunken flaw in Cupid's aim. An anomaly.