I know
It’s hell
Cruel thought cartel
Benzo?
Or cell?
When you’re overwhelmed
In front of everyone
You manage to go numb
Before you come undone
A Springtime horror
Better off without the sun
You’re holding Chekov’s gun
And watching a rerun
It’s something gory
Hold me like a picket sign
Write me a new storyline
Treat me like a friend
Maybe we can mend
Starting at the end
But it might take more than a weekend
And like a friend
I’ll patiently wait for you
But it might take more than a week to end
I know
It’s hell
Cruel thought cartel
Benzo?
Or cell?
When you’re overwhelmed
Stranger than some sordid fiction
Anyone could cite
It’s a first edition
You bought the copy, right?
Generate a new tradition
With an appetite
For a contradiction
A collision
Hold me like a picket sign
Write me a new storyline
Treat me like a friend
Maybe we can mend
Starting at the end
But it might take more than a weekend
And like a friend
I’ll patiently wait for you
But it might take more than a week to end
I know
It’s hell
Cruel thought cartel
Benzo?
Or cell?
When you’re overwhelmed
Hold me like a picket sign
Write me a new storyline
In the rain we pop champagne
And pour one out for life
Treat me like a friend
Maybe we can mend
Starting at the end
But it might take more than a weekend
And like a friend
I’ll patiently wait for you
But it might take more than a week to end
I know
It’s hell
Cruel thought cartel
Benzo?
Or cell?
When you’re overwhelmed
Stranger than some sordid fiction
Anyone could cite
Stranger than some sordid fiction
A collision
