My head is humming
your soft breath
and my eyes
are turning
everything upside down
and my tongue
is making it’s daddy proud
with all these knots it can tie.
Yea
I got a fever
inside of me
that makes good people
drop dead
out of the blue
and I’m always sick
and this scar
and this booze
and this pen
and this smoke
and this apathy
and this amazing love
ain’t a cure I recognize
But Heaven damn me
it’s all I got
so I’ll continue being a sucker for haymakers
and I’ll keep swinging for the fences
and running for home
like a fucking baseball legend
cause I got hate at the end of my arms
that could put you out of the park
and make God flinch.
