I remember daylight draining Driving through the endless West Texas fading In remote negotiations on my own evaporating world Panic was a place I stayed in I dug my nails into my face out of raw frustration Too used to my own displacement And the exhaustion in the way you said my name And I watched the sun come up Talking on the front porch in those hushed and toxic breaths While inside the brand new lovers soft as strangers gently slept
Maybe when you're finally famous You can pay someone to do your communicating And they can translate it I couldn't comprehend a word No, nothing that you said made sense But I didn't actually mind There's something entertaining When you're dealing with reactionary types In every picture you just looked so sad! But I guess that was what you liked I could never understand Why you wanted that imaginary life