Favorite Excuse

Favorite Excuse
Oh please rub your tongue against your teeth
sharpen it
for me.
If that's what you need
To make a clean cut
kick dirt in my face to cover my memory up
kick away
But my eyebrows wont slant
and my hands wont make fists.
I don't hate you at all
just hate what you did.
But anger's no trade
For the things I will miss.
Used to feel like a man
when you slept with your
head on my chest.
The world seems so backwards sometimes
We laugh at funerals and at weddings we cry.
If I wanted you to keep me warm,
I'd have to burn the lyrics that I wrote
for you
If I wanted your attention,
I'd have to buy a twenty sack of your favorite excuse.
You're only sorry
'Cuz you got caught and
you're never happy cause you think you're not.
And a story's no good without
A thickening plot so when
the water finally settled
you stirred it up
you fucked it up.
Your favor is fickle so you traded me cheap
well who got the raw deal when we're both left with nothing
except for our vices
to paint a smile on our face a cold bed like a casket where I
I don't sleep for days.
the world seems to backwards sometimes
we laugh at funerals and at weddings we cry.
If I wanted you to keep me warm
I'd have to burn the lyrics that I wrote
for you.
If I wanted your attention
I'd have to buy a 20-sack of your favorite excuse.
If I wanted you to keep me warm,
I'd have to burn,
I'd have to burn...
(If I wanted your attention)
I'd have to buy,
I'd have to buy...