I know

I know ive lost,

      I drive home on a dash line railroad

      I hear ads that tell me I got a hot time girl

      Tells me the number 7, ten times in a drunk language

      Then there is the lesson about debt consolidation

      As I maneuver in a cruise control prison

      On rails that are wood and iron

      If wood and iron are asphault for high priced vehicles

      And I know, I know ive lost

      One time, I had 7 days in five years,

      Where I touched, I laughed, I talked, I sat silent

      I drank and ate with, I determined,

      I studied, I caressed, I made her to coo while I pulsed inside her

      I tasted and I indulged, I imagined, I confused her, I came to be a father

      In my mind, in the time she wouldn’t give me to prove

      In my everlasting Friday night of potential,

      I saw her in pucci, and we spent time, we were silent with noise

      I destroyed her resistance with my passion virus,

      And it addicted like heroine, in her no time, in her lapse

      In her 3 days of temporary permanence,

      I sung to her and told her words that made her melt,

      And then was when I won,

      But now, with nightmare ads on cruise control railroads

      And memories while anticipating a comfortable couch on a worknight

      And girls who physically comfort me and love me and I don’t return it to them

      And turn them down on an excuse of friends with benefits,

      No benefitial friend but her, no creator of a family but her

      No piece of linen with rough edges like sandpaper on wet skin

      No cry on a terraced grave when she was lost

      No meaning to shoot my brains out for, but her

      My temporary victory

      And calculating my wake-up call, based on my drunk pathetic vibe

                I know ive lost, I know without her, ive lost