I saw the lonesome kid
Out in the suburbs
Out of water
I didn't know what kind he was
And I was hurting in a dull, slow way
"Who is wrong to follow?", they say
Let them go, then they tend to stay
My missile efforts to the hollow could not penetrate
Who could not be swayed?
Where to go when I sleepwalk? My eyes all furry
I had a rushing feeling like the song is about to pop
My body shows me what to do and my mouth just tastes like chalk
I just end up at the intersection and look up
Looking like I did
Looking like the lonesome kid
You ask about my family
That must have been done- before me
I fell from the deity -
I'm beside her - in the car (space)
I sit in the chair where the arms have been ripped
I can set my ashtray there -
There might be some goodness
Just standing open on the street
With arms swinging up in the air
It's not even possible to say anything definite
I could even give my organs away
Looking like I did
Looking like the lonesome kid
The lonesome kid the lonesome kid -
Slow exit part
The lonesome kid
I will not bother
Out in the suburbs
Out of water
He seemed to have it right
He put my heart on a T-shirt
I won't even read it, not me