Like A Girl

Can't think a straight line beyond the hill

It seems like a mountain next to an ocean behind

A thrill almost in my reach

If there's a way I could

Feel the face of intelligence

I'm a man, I would understand

What a good head says...you're no me

Can't see the forest for all

The green, it all gets in my way

Can't dig a desert without

The need for old religion, for holy grails

And a Jesus nail through the head

For all the pain and misguided faith

My mind erased before I had time

To waste my afternoon

Every thirty days a light goes on

And brightens my backyard a yellow

Dying sun

I bite my tongue and swallow pride and blood

On some other plane I have

Become affected drawn and strange

I'm inclined to blame

My Mother for dressing me like a girl

I don't know maybe that's kind of weird

A teenage breakdown without the will

Or without thinking

Taking low roads and coloured pills

Always searching

Maybe then I would find

A place in this mess

It swells a vein that the only things

That are keeping me awake

Are re-runs of the Mod Squad and cartoons