The Radiator

If I go to you we're both getting nowhere
If I pick up the phone, well you can commit me
I haven't learned a goddamn thing since, since we turned twenty
But I-I think it's time we learn to say we are sorry
All the red parts of my blood are off on vacation
And the nerve in my tongue died just before the 15th
And I'm reacquainted with this pain in my stomach
This empty drum replaces my heartbeat
So let the air from the radiator kiss me
Let it burn me in my sleep
And let me cry like a pair of ripped-up kneecaps
Let 'em hear me across the street
May the tears never taste less sweet
'Cause I am still alive
'Cause I am still just me
And maybe we boarded the bus with the wrong foot
Two people heading for different destinations
If you would ask the driver if he could please pull over
I'll trust my shoes and sense of direction
And let the sky explode rain onto my head now
Let it roll into my eyes
And let me blindly stumble down the highway
Let me just barely survive
May the moon evade this sight
'Cause I am still just me
'Cause I am still alive
Alright
And let the air from the radiator kiss me
Let it burn me in my sleep
And let me cry like a pair of ripped-up kneecaps
Let 'em hear me across the street
May the tears never taste less sweet
'Cause I am still alive
'Cause I am still just me