We can make up for each other's wounds left by past lovers
I can drown you out with noise so easily.
Or just remember every morning
that you're embedded in my being
remember when you said you'd bury me?
Oh well I guess you said a lot of things.
Why's it so hard for you to be a man?
Oh, don't I just hate that you're so much happier than I am
Sometimes I wish that I were older
and then I wish that you came later
then I wish that everyone else were out of the picture
Sometimes I wish that I had fists up
Sometimes I wish that I had knives out
would I still be this train wreck?
This train wreck that I am now
Why's it so hard for you to be a man?
Oh, don't I just hate that you're so much happier than I am
I love my lungs, I love my lungs
I seldom show it
I love my mind, I love my mind,
although I abuse it
They love their lungs, they love their minds, they love their bodies
and when they taste each other's tongues
they all get lonely.