You think the government hates you
and you think they're all out to get you
But you pass by me every day.
I'll take a quiet life
I'll take you as a wife
I'll not leave you alone today or any other.
I'll take a life of no surprises.
You pass me every day,
you don't see how I look at you...
And how I smile.
And how I look goofy
because you're the most fucking beautiful thing I've ever seen.
But there's the mist
that I never take into consideration...
And there's the effect of computer screen radiation...
And warping of ideals...
And conditioning...
And everything else that is or could be bad.
I'll take a life of no surprises.
Some days when you pass by, you look sad.
Others, happy as a pink pig in brown shit.
And I just think... what could I do that might make you happy like that,
instead of indifferent and suspicious...?
Not much, is my usual answer.
It makes me want to wrap my lips around a tailpipe and
breathe the carbon monoxide deep into my lungs...
Deep into my person,
where I wish you were.

So each night, we go to the bar,
or I stay home...
But either way, I brood to myself and no one knows.
No one needs to, I guess.
Because there you are every day.
Not really, but you could be if I could just bring myself to maybe,
possibly,
perhaps,
take a chance...
And look for you in a store window
or a backyard,
or in a mystery box
that's full of surprises.
Hmn... surprises.

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