Saturday, July 20, 2013

knock, knock... who's there?

She was one mess of an insurgent, highly volatile detergent
A support beam in the wind who dreamed of getting bent
Easily destroyed by the weight of life
Singing with her finger tips to anyone who would hear her strife
Consistently confusing attention for attraction
A gold fish in a bag looking for distraction
But heavy came the weight of the fish bowl
Fuck your plastic pirate ship, this is not home
We all swim but some of us forget to sink
It's not a bad tidbit of knowledge to know how bad the toilet stinks
I'm not saying that defeat is the option
But sometimes you gotta knock if you want in
 
Knock, knock, knock...no ones home
Knock, knock, knock... no ones home, for you no more
  
Dirty come the deeds that we do dependently
Life ain't a fairy tale, this ain't serendipity
A forest planted too thick, how did we ever expect to see
Beyond the cluster that this paper makes for you and me
We could climb tall trees until there's no more sky
But could it ever be enough to satisfy dead eyes
Fire fuels the greed, fooled into lust
Why is it so easy to love, but so hard to trust
A rubber tire only stays round for so long
The road wears and tares until the true shape is gone
Sometimes no matter how hard a man tries not to fight
It ends with two crossed swords in the dead of night
 
Knock, knock, knock...no ones home
Knock, knock, knock... no ones home, for you no more
 
The light burned blue on her little pale face
Addicted to the heat, omitting with no trace
Never one to be static, toes not known to grace the same space
She stretched herself so thin she no longer had a waist
But needy girls are never satisfied with just one man
Ears perked up for the ring,  telephone glued in hand
Sending secret text messages to one then the other
An under cover lover under far too many covers
I guess you gotta learn to move quick before the guns inevitable bang
Every day has a number, every bullet a name
Insurance could have had your back if you had ever filed the claim
The mailman won this battle, the guard dogs been maimed
 
Knock, knock, knock...no ones home
Knock, knock, knock... no ones home, for you no more

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