COZ I LUV U

Things ain't looking up.
It's just I'm on the floor....

listen

a heart cut in two
still beating, still bleeding
sure isn't blue
when the blood starts congealing

it's red as a flame
like an angry hot fist,
that grabs for your name
the more i get pissed

a glimpse of your face
with each match that i'm striking,
flares but then fades
like this fag that i'm lighting

so i'll drink me a dozen
till you're there in my mind
and the jukebox is buzzing
'bout your lovely green eyes

three more to touch you
so three more i'll sink
but by then i won't miss you
face down in my drink.

listen

none of my shirts fit me now
since you burst my big, fat heart.