2005-08-21 - 9:13 p.m.
Hit and Miss
You're so hit and miss
so self-inflicted
as unreasonable as they come.
You won't face yourself, you never have.
I just thought I'd let you know:
everything you ever did for me I could have done for myself
everything you ever did for me I could have done for myself
So here's no nothing
here's to laughing so hard we cough up blood.
absence has a sort of status of its own.
It seems the more I lose the more I find how much I want to find my home.
I want to find my home.
Everything you ever did for me I could have done for myself
everything you ever did for me I do for myself now.
How's it make you feel that
everything you ever did for me I do for myself.
You're not needed at all.
Never will be.
