I Thought I Might Skip Town But Maybe You'd Mind

It's a shoot-out
At the break of dawn
It's a dumb mouth
That I'm kissing on

Do you feel that
Under your skin?
That's the state that
I've been living in

That's a car crash
That's a house fire
That's a mustache
That's an evening's work

I thought I might I skip town but maybe you'd mind
I said "I'm skipping town." You said "God that's so fine."

In your mirror
In your caviar
My reflection
My face in the wall

On your way home
On your bread lines
On your cell phone
Unintelligent design

On your desktop
With your alphabet
Try to make me
But you always forget

I'm a real mess
I've got nothing but sound
That's a life vest
But I think I'll just drown

Did I write this?
Are we playing a part?
Read the stage notes
Are we fucking it up?

And if I just missed my cue I think that's alright
And if I really have to be with you I guess I won't die

Washing it off our hands
Fucking the government too

It's a protest
It's an act of war
It's some tear gas
It's another chore