I've seen into your future and I can see the things that you'll do. I could never trust you to disarm a bomb cause your just gonna sit and watch this kid blow up. And its not because of me? Well if you say so. Here's the chance that you have hunted, to do the things you've always wanted. Wear your clothes like you did once when acquaintances were not a hundred empty bottles in your bedroom, shoved in corners to make room for a twin frame where you've hosted many, with blue sheets, you would trade it all. A tree trunk for a twig, and two weeks alone is all you have to dig. I've seen into your future and I can hear the things you haven't said. I read it in the book that you keep hidden from me. You left it open when I found you there asleep. Two years almost two this day I sat where we once sat like I was visiting a grave, you told me here in confidence the only time that you got off is when your brothers friends threw rocks at you and forced you to eat dog shit and called you names that you make your lovers call you when they're fucking you. You were 13 in 1992. I can keep my eyes focused on this square of light on the floor I can't keep my mind off the framed picture on the wall.
Lyrics submitted by crott_crott