Me you and our lies

we were walking on a another snowy night
and she said..
your lies are so big
you need a transit plan,
to simply get around them,  so I said

you're an coward in a bra
and you're becoming the poster girl of your mom
to uptight to enjoy life
and to lost in the joke
that is her "plans"

we walked past a church
where jesus saves
and jesus bent down
and whispered into my ear
"go ahead and kiss her, you don't know what your missing"

so I did and she said
you're not as clever as mark twain
but you're easy on the eyes
so give me another kiss
and tell me some more tall tales

well there was a corn field near trois-rivières
that used to sing in the rain
and now a box mall stands on the spot
and shits out carbon by the parts per million
crazy enough, its where I fell in love with you

Arthur Schopenhauer

I could sit here and nod
and look like I care
about what you're saying

can you sleep with that?

and if I fall at this point

will you still pick me up?

shall we dance in the living room again

maybe baby can we could walk danzig town

or head into berlin for the winter

but what's the point

throwing emotion

at something that's dead

I'm heading to the zoo

where universal compassion, even for the chimps

is the only guarantee of morality

and baby I lost all my morals

hanging out with you,

the girl without compassion

White Sugar

I know you're totally pissed when you cry
and somewhere in the back woods,
is a forgotten tree house

And once there was a desk
full of maps, pictures, your degrees and your plans
and now it's all in a storage locker somewhere in this town

I can see the alcohol in you hum
don't cry baby, 
there's still time


we'll find that treehouse and desk
your degrees and your plans
if it's the last thing we do