KJ Version

Christ above the door again, he looks down at me as I sin thinking why... must you? Toss out everything you've got and everything you could every want, say goodbye and head for something new.

But what is new eventually gets old. To settle down or head on out once more?

This car is scraping down upon the tires that are holding up everything I own of sentimental value. Well, I missed their wedding and I'll miss their child, no expectations to be around; but I'm able bodied and ready, I just don't go.

Far away from all of those who care. Fortunate that I can be unfair.

No news is good news. We'll do our catching up at sibling lunch. Ain't it strange I never paid once? Well, I say big words and I think big thoughts but there's no substance when I talk. What's worthwhile? I'm gonna have to balk on that one, brother.

The motor always turns but gets me far as glue. If you're alone then I'll be with you too. Peace of mind, well I got mine in droves. Shattered and scattered across my studio - basement - apartment.

Ain’t it sweet?

Oh, that golden picturesque harvest of the middle west, please rise. Center in my mind.  Inclusion of romanticized salmon sky on the precipice of a Montréal night.  

Ain't it sweet?  All I see.

Under this thinning quilt you're near me.  Oh, by golly I'm happy; no matter how imaginary you may be... sitting in the living with your family, whilst I cook the turkey and my famed boxed stuffin'.  

Ain't it sweet?  All for me.

Whenever I decide, I'm surrounded by light, love, and all my most favorite things.  Well, there's been an awful lot of times, but the best, they reside.  I'm not alone tonight.  I'll be alright.

Laxatives

I found out, now it's stuck on your conscience-ness, won't you give me just another low price, left blow right in my eyes.  Feels as though I'm tiptoeing over broken glass, jack in the pulpit is my favorite snack, with a side of no response back.

I’d like it better if you’d lie.  I’m glued to my bed.  Turning paler but I’m fine.  I need that sandpaper lovin’, won’t you give me something?

Over now, perpetually I do regret, but if we were to try to recollect that relationship, I would soon regret more perpetual yet.  You know you're my best laxative, the way you always just give me shit, but I like it like that.

Feeling better given time.  Thank you, Sudafed. Turning paler but I’m fine.  I need that sandpaper lovin’, won’t you give me just approximately something?

I think I might have missed your personal anecdote.  In fact I’m in it deep with another thot that found out I thought about another thot.  

Hot and heavy tell me, baby, don’t you wanna see a Saturday movie delight?

I don’t feel like I wanna hear another doctor’s opinion today.  The nausea really went down; my insides are feeling fine now. 

I Just Wanna Make Love to Someone I Used to Know

I don't want no trouble, I've got thrice times double.  Step into the pantomime, I've warmed them up for you.  It's all temporary, why even get ready?  But I wonder how you'll fair, when we're both in our underwear.

I just wanna make love to someone I used to know.

You've got front row in my temporal lobe, babay.  It's only physical, I ripped this off from you.  Similar to a dream that sticks with you for a week.  May I renew my warranty?

She's had a million all the same.  I don't even want to begin to think.  

It's only Midgard.  We're only in Midgard, and I forgot you were some high-performance polypropylene contact glue.

I just wanna make love to someone I used to know.