i’m here
i am here,
and i’m alone
and i’m waiting for a phone call
and no one will ever call today
because the vintage strip malls
of the city to my east
keep you from the town to my west
and your phone line
is just as good as dead.
i’m here,
and i’m alone
and i’m waiting for a return
and no one’s coming home today
because i’m a slob-fucking-lesbian
and those types are just so hard to love
keep on forgetting
all the love i’ve gave to you
and all that you’ve tought me
you’re just as good as dead.
i’m here,
and i’m alone
and i’m waiting
she just keeps saying things will get better
but i can’t be alone
because if there’s one thing you never taught me,
it’s how to deal.
i’m here,and i’m bleeding
so i must be real.