You stopped and locked your doors when the cop car passed
You said you weren't into it
You said there were people who paid good money to see this
It was a stepping stone
It was a teenage horoscope, a hundred for the last month's bills
I snuck out the fire escape
And now your mother's crushing out another bottle of her pills
You say you can't handle it, incessantly

On again off again
Too simple

Start the car to park the car to start the car to park the car
Stop showing me your scar
Cram the internet into the back of your car
Drive it to the laundromat
And set it on fire
Pretty soon there won't be anyone visible
You're cutting out your eyes
Is it any wonder people like the medicine when the medicine's a knife
I started running away as soon as you looked at me like a conspirator

Severed
Of course
You said things had been bad for a while
So stop shitting on me
I've got 5 minutes to change your mind

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

notes:

Written and recorded January 13-14, 2019.