and it takes three seconds for you to see me coming here tonight
this concrete ground is colder than outside
but the promises i've made to you will always stay the same
you've been okay
for almost forty days

almost forty days

and there are marks here between the crevices
where we are is always so irrelevant

[Hello. No one is available to take your call.]
always so irrelevant
[Please leave your message after the tone.]

i still
fantasize about your eyes when i'm driving at night
is this real life?
oceans of darkness before me, aisles of light
streetlights down my line of sight
like metaphors for life
guess that's why all the bulbs are broken up ahead.
real life isn't a perfect rhyme
real life sometimes feels dead
used to do anything to get ahead
now you'll do anyone for the sake of giving head
times have changed
time has come
all the time we've had is done
gone
gone away
like the light of the blinding sun
i'd like to say
i wish you'd be honest about yourself
i feel like i've fallen for someone else
who doesn't exist
caution
i take these breaths with caution
i have nothing to offer
nothing to auction
what do you get off on?
what motivates you?
what are you?
who are you?
and why?
it's funny
how my phone says i'm right between your house and mine
funny how forty days can't connect two dots with a single line
funny how absence makes the heart feel just fine
and you know what else is funny?
your face.

there's a streetlight shining over this old and barren road
i am alone
i am alone
but the promises i've made to you will always stay the same
i've stayed alive
for almost forty days

almost forty days