You walk so fast on a Saturday
Always thought that you been running
From the thoughts that been running in your head

But how come you're looking so hard
For an alibi that went wrong on a Sunday?

You ask me, "What's wrong?", not much
But our small talk's pretty much the same

And something you can't explain
Is taking complete hold of your brain

Mismatched words and inverse feelings of identity change

Can't you come over for a drink?
Just once
We'll talk about more than where my mom shops
Or how your dad wants a divorce

'Cause I got so much deep shit
That's been heavy on mind
Do you, too? Is that new?

Flesh is safer stitched than raw
That's why you never strayed too far
From the clean-edged sidewalk
It always promised a softer end
Than the barbed wire fence

But I always ran 'cause I thought an end
To the septic cycle laid somewhere ahead
And I'm numb to the feeling
'Cause pain has been weaning me
Off the joy that came as a naive boy