I don’t whisper back to you, I wither on the vine
Little lines pin me at night
Though I’m never talking next to you, see you all the time
Petty crimes my eyes elide
I walk to the back
If I ever see you on the street, sing your songs to me
Thought I would’ve seen you on TV or in a magazine
But you’re buried deep between the seams
I walk to the back
You’ll be 42
You’ll be 40, too
Orange oval cruise turned my body blue
Semiotic twist and pistol whip
Blissed out hypocrite
Parsimonious tit for tat on my list
Every day I wish they’d say to me, “I saw you on the screen”
But when you bleed no one strains to see
I can only walk to the back
Never ever move or remove an inch, perfect as it is
Nothing like the high, when you scratch that itch
Yeah you see your time going down the drain, yet you cut the line
Don’t puff your pride, you won’t age like wine
I walk to the back
You’ll be 42
You’ll be 40, too
Purple pillow news turned my body blue
In 2032 no one’s heard of you
Set the stun guns loose, time to pull that tooth
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