Goodnight

Good day I like you when you're drunk

I only wish I was there

Not trapped upon this bunk

Hurrying to god knows where

In a land far far away

In a low-budget production

I make up stories of you and seduction

You may want to add a thing or two between the lines

Tell me all about it and

I'll try to make the words jump off the page at anytime

Lost in correspondences all day

For the lack of better words I'll choose them carefully and say

I bet you're quite a sight

I can't pretend I don't care

I'm not the jealous kind

But I can imagine they stare

Watching the daylight fly by

While topping my darkest confessions

Reading the things that I write raises questions

You may want to add a thing or two between the lines

Tell me all about it and

I'll try to make the words spill from your pager every time

Girl I could be doing this all day

But the lack of flesh and blood beneath the words leaves me inane

Is it a drug or a word

Maybe just a nice piece of fiction

Won't I ever cease to obsess

Over this universal addiction

In a word you're all that I want

Oh you're the only prescription

But nothing in here seems to match the description

You may want to add a thing or two between the lines

Tell me all about it and

I'll try to make the words jump off the pages all the time

Strange abbreviations can prevent my serenading

you and message number nine

I try to make the sentence last all day

And for the lack of better words I'll choose them carefully and say

Good night