The Diet
All ripped and worn
my shirt adorned
Your shoulders on those lazy days
you put it on in your smoky haze
Morning search for the matches
find "˜em under your mattress
Coffee served from a tambourine
pull your clothes from the warm machine
As our day begins
let's start it off with a sin
At two or three in the afternoon
night falling now much too soon
You always took my word
no matter how absurd
But when I called you crazy
you know I meant it in the best possible way
My diet was
a bowl for breakfast and a beer for lunch
Kristina was always too cool for me
But warm to the touch, she was
Yeah, now I know I'll never
Yeah, now I know I'll never
Face down in the stall
see the marks on the wall
Littered with profanity
spoken words only now I see
That sorry look in your eyes
was always one of compromise
So when you said I could stay
you didn't mean it in the best possible way
It takes a real strong drink
to wash down the taste of defeat
I know because
My diet was
a bowl for breakfast and a beer for lunch
Kristina was always too cool for me
But warm to the touch, she was
Yeah, now I know I'll never
Yeah, now I know I'll never