Untouchable Face

Think I’m going for a walk now

I feel a little unsteady

I don’t want nobody to follow me

‘cept maybe you

I could make you happy

you know if you weren’t already

I could do a lot of things

and I do

Tell you the truth

I prefer the worst of you

too bad you hat to have a better half

she’s not really my type

but I think you two are forever

and I hate to say it

but you’re perfect together

So fuck you

and your untouchable face

and fuck you

for existing in the first place

and who am I

that I should be vying for your touch

and who am I

I bet you can’t even tell me that much

Two-thirty in the morning

and my gas tank will be empty soon

neon sigm on the horizon

rubbing elbows with the moon

a safe haven of sleepless

where the deep fryer’s always on

radio is counting down

the top 20 country songs

and out on the porch the fly strip

is waving like a flag in the wind

y’ know, I don’t look forward

to seeing you again

you’ll look like a photograph of yourself

taken from far far away

And I won’t know what to do

and I won’t know what to say

except fuck you…

and your untouchable face..

and fuck you

for existing in the first place

and who am I

that I should be vying for your touch

and who am I

I bet you can’t even tell me that much

I see you and I’m so perplexed

what was I thinking

what will I think of next where can I hide

in the back room there’s a lamp

that hangs over the pool table

and when the fan is on it swings

gently side to side

there’s a changing constellation

of balls as we are playing

I see orion and say nothing

the only thing I san think of saying

So fuck you

and your untouchable face

and fuck you

for existing in the first place

and who am I

that I should be vying for your touch

and who am I

I bet you can’t even tell me that much

Somebody just tell me who I am