I was caught caring, bearing weight
Which whisper history incessantly asking me, “Where were you?”
I know the weak hearted are strong willed
But I love this city, this state this country is too large
My fingers are red and swollen from the cold
I in my darkened threshold am pawing through my pockets
In the warmth of my pockets
Until they take the first swing
He needs the land I stand on
And put more than change in our cup
And care less, yes it's true
I was trying to love someone again
They don't know the first thing but you don't know that
Now look at me made ugly by the drooling letters
He allows me to stand and solicit graffiti until
Somebody and their spray paint got too close
I was better off alone, ain't that the way it is
I lower my eyes wishing I could cry more
It's little pieces of paper
Go ahead, ask me if I care
The, the ice is clinking in his glass
The urgent napkin poems all of which laundering has rendered
I just gotta find it
I just empty my pockets and wait
So go ahead, try the door, it doesn't matter anymore
And we are being kept alive
And whoever's in charge
Somebody came on too heavy
They better take the elevator down
I just live phone number to phone number
I'm getting bold in my old age
Dusting them against my thighs
I don't fool myself with romance
I don't ask
Until we're killed, he's up there
Ask me, go ahead, ask me, go ahead, ask me
I got the answer here, I wrote it down somewhere
The receipts, the bus schedules, the matchbook phone numbers
It's not fate, it's just circumstance
Pulpy and strange, loose change and a key
