Think i'm going for a walk now
i feel a little unsteady
i don't want nobody to follow me, except maybe you

i could make you happy, you know
if you weren't already
i could do a lot of things, and i do

To tell you the truth i prefer the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but i think you two are forever
and i hate to say it but you're perfect together

so f**k you, and your untouchable face
f**k you, for existing in the first place
and who am i that i should be vying for your touch
who am i, bet you can't even tell me that much

2:30 in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon rubbing elbows with the moon
safe haven of the sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down the top 20 country songs

out on the porch the fly strip is waving like a flag in the wind
you know i really don't look forward to seeing you again soon.

you look like a photograph of yourself taken from far far away
i won't know what to do, i won't know what to say

i see you and i'm so perplexed, what was i thinking
what will i think of next
where can i hide?
in the back room there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table
and when the fan is on it swings gently side to side
there's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing
i see orion and say nothing
the only thing i can think of saying
is f**k you... and your untouchable face
f**k you, for existing in the first place
f**k you...