i woke up this mornin still wearin that tie the one with the hammer and sickle design threw up all the pills my doctor prescribed and went out to fetch me some air the streets were so crowded with billboards and signs food trucks double parked in their parallel lines i thought about breakfast but settled on wine always choose hunger over despair and what s possible over what s there but it isn t as though we get what we want no matter how hard or long we have fought oh my happiness is a mere afterthought when i m with her i keep it in mind then she leaves and i ve run out of time i sat down today in a high barber s chair to hear the town gossip and clean up my hair he said she was seen on the bus station stairs with her suitcase threatenin to walk not sure how true it was but i ll hazard a guess it s probably not more and it s probably not less if that college kid bookie was accepting bets the brackets would mostly be chalk yeah it s safe to assume that she s lost but it isn t as though we get what we want no matter how hard or long we have fought oh my happiness is a mere afterthought when i m with her i keep it in mind then she s gone and i ve run out of time i can t be concerned with the state that i m in at the height of the scandal with vertigo spins take every audition till i m errol flynn and bring it to life off the page and i ll get up tomorrow still wearin that tie the one with the skull and the cross bone designs if i m asked if i miss her it s easy to lie in this world that s called more of the same yeah i wouldn t feel proud or ashamed cause it isn t as though we get what we want no matter how hard or long we have fought oh my happiness is a mere afterthought when i m with her i keep it in mind then she leaves and i ve run out of time1