A Second Reply to St. Anselm of Canterbury
Will you forgive me for the only thing I ever did?
I'm not satisfied
Love is everybody's favorite game
It's not mine
I'm not satisfied
And the information you start to listen with the zeroes and ones
Your faith is it
And you hope that celebrities will show some skin
If you slow down the tape and watch from the beginning
And you smile wide to impress the girls
Don't let their eyes dissolve all the lies you rehearsed
'Cause the ladies all call when you're on the road
And the diners are open if you're feeling hopeful
For some conversation and an easy kiss
The girls all love it if you talk like a boyfriend After shows when they run out of all their oxygen
From dancing around so you will notice them
They're not satisfied
They're not satisfied
Look at us
The world is bigger and more terrifying than you know
what did you know about my life?
I'm not satisfied
I'm not satisfied
We construct the days and the fall you tried
As you hold on tight to the day she died
'Cause you lose the things that you hold too tight
If the dreams you have keep you up at night
So you lie in bed but you can't fall asleep
Spend your late nights squinting at dimly lit
Reading from a book you read when you were 13
But the words are all different and don't mean a thing
So youre dictionary's got a broken spine
And your eyes have faded to look like mine
But you won't tell the truth so tell her you're just fine
A well rehearsed lie you can hide behind
Are you satisfied?
Are you satisfied?