let's make a list   of whatever you make a list about   that's better than   this   bitter round of hand-me-downs.   i can be your best friend,   and you can be the elephant   in plain sight out in the basement.      we always ignore the biggest things   we swore we swore we never saw,   so all in all my head is sore.   woo hoo hoo.      let's compare wrists;   we'll turn bone lines into stop signs.   it's better than   this   little scab that scares the town   into feeling let down      and traumatized by dramatized   pieces of the always-changing fault lines. we always -      we are the names that got mixed up in the aftertaste,   the brutal promises and everglades   and shoe-strung renegades.   9 to 5 with altar eyes,   open wide and terrified,   i want my own hand-me-downs.   (and you still with your sick frown!)   i want my own hand me downs.      just ignore the elephant that's hanging around,   and i could be your best friend.