this burning air

I can live without you today
I can live without you tomorrow
the next day and the next
but just a minute with you
and all I can think about
all I can do about
is wrong, wrong, wrong
You have a sick, perverse power
and I don't know what gear I'm in
how old I am
or who you are
You are the ultimate trojan horse
and I am ridden with worm holes
guilt and ethanol
Tell me you know the future
because I need
something to believe in
Purge me of my doubt
purge me of all my lies
You are capable of anything--
what a face
what eyes
I boast of such mischief
but you cut me down
so easily
My name is in the bathroom stall
for everyone to see
there is slander
behind every pair of eyes
It is hard to live in this world
so hard to breathe
this burning air
I'm sorry this is our stage
so sorry
I'm not more prepared
but I can't say I'm sorry
for breathing you in
can't say I'm sorry
for forcing our atoms
into such close quarters
for squeezing what life I can
from such a dry atmosphere.