and in between is where i'm stuck
When was it that you lost your youth or traded
It for something more for them to use so jaded
Why is it that you never saidI love you more than just a friendI pray this gridlock never ends
And when we get there just dependsI found out recently that you are leaving
For good I hope I softly tell my ceiling
It's better now to be alive
Sleeping is my 9 to 5
I'm having nightmares all the time
Of running out of words that rhyme
Everything that you could never say
Would never matter anywayI took a hammer and two nails to my eardrums long ago
Before that steak knife took my eyes
I looked up to the sky
For the last thing I would ever see
For the last time I'd cry
When was it that you sold your life or wasted
Every bite of that small slice you never tastedI guess I should be one to talk
There's nights that I can't even walk
There's days I couldn't give a f*ck
And in between is where I'm stuck
From blocks away I heard somebody screaming
That small child inside of you that you left bleeding
You stabbed him up not once but twice
Cubicles will now suffice
Some say it's the roll of the dice
I think they're wrong I know I'm right
Every breath that I could barely breathe
Could barely make it past my teeth
I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long, long time ago
Every step that I could take
Every one more difficult to make
Mr. Chainsaw came and took my legs a long, long time ago
In case you're wondering I'm singing about growing up about giving in
In case you're wondering we're singing about growing up
About giving up and giving in
posted by Jessica @ 6:53 PM
3 Comments:
You should see the look on my face...my eyes are kind of squinted and my nose is wrinkled. That's a lovely little thought for the day. Are those song lyrics or did you write that?
Beautiful in a terrible way. The "cubicles will now suffice" line made me think... I hope I never reach the point where a cubicle is enough purpose. We all know I would go crazy before I would accept my destiny as 9 to 5 in a cubicle-blah...I don't know how those people survive. HOW IS THAT ENOUGH???
I'm going to Santa Cruz and Sacramento tomorrow with Amy...a long day of driving in the rain. At least I'll be in good company. Have fun working tomorrow night...I still don't have plans and my family's gone, too:( Call me a loser. Maybe I'll rent Garden State or Napolean Nynamite. Hmmm.
Oh, how I would love to claim authorship of this piece but, alas, I cannot. It's a song by Alkaline Trio called "Mr. Chainsaw". I really enjoy their lyrics. As high school as it sounds, I was listening to some songs on shuffle and this song came on, and I went "oh, moment of connection and identification!".. especially with Ben leaving (and my decision not to visit him this week), as well as this weird in-between stage of life that I find myself in. Then, I listened to "Water Runs Dry" by Boyz II Men and cried myself to sleep.
Ha.
Interesting.
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