because now I know what it feels like when you're gone
and I much prefer this couch when you're on it with me
and I'll be okay,
Its just the urge I get when I walk out of the shower, and my warm cloud dissipates
the cold aire hits and I want to jump back in the shower,
to be warm forever
I hate all the street names here in this type of place
A hopelessly geometrical mind's attempt to set the mood for home
they never had a home, only an asset, and their stupid street names
they only serve to contrast to how ugly your track homes really are
your floozy space blvd, raspy flower rd, el continental, vista sunburn street
I can tell by your voice that you only deliver bad news, and that no one really likes talking to you
that you go home from the office to your family and unleash the asshole anger
that you couldn't on all the telephones conversations today
