It's starting to show
how little I know
about love and it's ways
The world's gentle turn
leaves no concern
for anyone out side of their own view
It gets so cloudy
my visions not lonely
They make me so tired
and I keep them awake past their bedtimes
They usually don’t mind
but no one stays awake forever
When will I learn self control
under influence of alcohol
Was that really what I needed
Do they want to know
what makes me tick and so
on and so forth coming
That one wants nothing
or something or everything
His lips too far away to reveal
the secret it's killing
me and I’m willing
to succumb to its power
Does this one know me
His eyes only see
my body and its actions
and that one contradicts
Oh how many licks
does it take
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