two jumps in a week
i bet you think that's pretty
clever don't youboy.
flying on yourmotorcycle.
watching all the ground
beneath you drop.
you'd kill yourself for recognition.
kill yourself to never ever stop.
you broke another mirror.
you're turning into something you are not.
drying up in conversation
you will be the one who cannot talk.
all your insides fall to pieces.
you just sit there wishing
you could still make love.
they're the ones who'll hate you
when you think you've got the world
all sussed out.
they're the ones who'll spit at you.
you will be the one
screaming out.
it's the best thing that you ever had.