nothing i say leaves this room    so don't leave cause you might miss what i want to say   for the first time much like most of last time when   you were born and i was made   out of two decades worth of whatever   and a half tank of gasoline   spilling in vain, bonding with concrete   asking your name, over and over    fatally dosing on nourishment means you had    too much already inside    if the standards go up then back down again    i'll be the first one in line   and you're bright eyes are giving me sunburns   and the grandstands are filling with headlines   you like me when i'm not being stubborn    but i like you most all the time   anchored by my need to know you outside of your window   in plain view of pigeons and bums    but you're so unpredictable when you've been    drinking all night again   mid-morning turns to late-evening in seconds   you're a sweetheart, i'm a sinner   it could never not work   you're the best part of your sweet heart   god i feel like a jerk   my blanket and bones finally found a new home in the    backdrop of lampshaded light   in the counterfeit culture i'll live like a    king for the rest of the night   if it seems like you're slipping in value   i can offer you some of the skyline   you like me when i'm not waiting for you   but i like you most all the time