Clumsy as a pornstar kiss we hit the heart of it

Left me in a mess of breath without a start of it

Morning was a slap in the face with a hard hand

Leaving was a rapid erase--I'm on my guard again

Looks like it's catching up to me



Once upon a time she was mine--I should've asked her

What happens to the things that don't live happily after

The kind of thought that catches up beneath the underpass

Hits you where it used to hurt, but it's just broken glass

Looks like it's catching up to me



This place is sick with smoke and dreams that can't get past the roof

Like angeles who broke their wings on something 100 proof

All the things we used to keep inside are cracked and battered now

We're old--I guess it's shit like this that makes us matter now

Looks like it's catching up to me



						     



						     Thanks to cead1