No Future

Just give me a suitcase

And I'll promise to not look back

Just point me

Point me towards the railroad track

I've been staring at the gates

But I've never found a crack

So I'm just looking up, saying

"Deliver me a heart attack."

And if you're weary

I don't mind sharing the load

Just keep me some company on the road

'Cause all I've got is a bottle

That I ought to leave alone

But it's the only thing that I can call my own

So I'm saying goodbye

And no, I won't forget to write

It's just been too long racing towards a yellow light

And I know that I say this every night

But I don't think I've ever been so tired of life

And if things should not get better

Will you wait for me to change

Or will I see you waving goodbye

From the window of an aeroplane?

If I told you it was hopeless

Would you try to understand?

Or will you leave me for a palm tree

And it's shadow on the sand?

Because I've been waiting all year

For the temperature to drop

Now I've got a fever and I don't know how to make it stop

There's still one shoe that hasn't dropped yet

It's hanging on by an aglet

This world seems like a nice place to visit

But I don't want to live in it

There is not a doctor

That can diagnose me

I am dying slowly

From Patrick Stickles Disease

There is not a medication

That can cure what's ailing me

The only treatment they offer is to hang me from a tree

Life's been a long, sick game of "Would You Rather,

So now I'm going to medical school as a cadaver

And if I could say only one thing with the whole world listening,

It would be,

"Leave me the fuck alone or welcome to the Terrordome."