Mom and dad can't remember if I told you
how glad I am I finally got to know you
Years from when we met, after I left home
Let me sing you sweet and distant fictions
On lonely nights you will lay and listen
If you don't like it, wait until I fix it
Then morning comes and cops invade my conscience
I run around the house A heated atom
Can't foresee the outcome but you can learn to one side
If ever I should seem to take for gradated
this lovely life that I have been handed,
darling don't just stand there, come knock me around
'Cause I know, I can write my way out of this black hole
Back to all the things that I miss
Sometimes, I wonder if I even exist
Add another line to my wish list
The overview is not the same as going through the present joy
and all it took to come to this,
to know the ending would be pretending
They took my words and wrote them off as passing
It pissed me off enough to keep m writing
Go make your living boy
I'll go on fighting
'Cause I know, I can write my way out of this black hole
Back to all the things that I miss
You stay digging at your own little ditch
That's just another thing on my wish list
If I should slide over and under,
you know I just might stay 'till I get it right
Some people say I'm corny or I'm morbid
I always thought I was touching, I was tragic
One man's magic is another's plastic
Well, which one is it?
Am I sweetness? Am I sickness?
If I say both, you will say I lack commitment
Of course you're right Of course I'm right
But I know I can write my way out of this black hole
Back to all the things that I miss
Sometimes I don't even know you exist
That's just another thing on my wish list