If I could waste my time anywhere I like
Would you have the time too
If you could waste your life, wouldn’t we all be fine
Staying up all night in
Time counting the steps from my back door but never entering despite how easy it should be, never ask so sincerely
If I could waste my time anywhere I like
Would you have the time too
If you could waste your life, wouldn’t we all be fine
Staying up all night in Rat City
It’s inevitable
That the bumps and the cracks in the pavement will catch us on our toes
Why don’t you write a song about it
That’ll really change things, won’t it?
Won’t it?
Rebricked the sidewalk so we’d stop dragging on our heels
A compulsivity, a prolificity
The pothole, a plot hole
Come home
If I could waste my time anywhere I like
Would you have the time too
If you could waste your life, wouldn’t we all be fine
Staying up all night in