tomorrow be damned

Another day, another dollar
so many questions still linger
but there's a bottle of bootleg
waiting for me at home
Silly girls will always exist
boys still fight the same fights
fueled by the same light beer
and I still crave the same woman
Nothing changes
nothing rearranges
like a tall glass of corn whiskey
It burns like the devil
and it makes you feel like a god
It is the chemical equation
to make all of my pain go away
Clear as water
easy on the eyes
and not a drop is wasted
Tomorrow be damned
I will steal this moment
like a wicked man
Is that Therapy? on the stereo?
is that my notebook laying open
ready for more hate, more rape?
I can see beyond heaven here
I can waste into the night
my soul is on fire
my feet have gone numb
Don't leave me alone
with the stereo
don't let these idle hands
forget their master
In your absence
I have a hard time remembering
who I am or what I want
That's right--
I want it all
A brilliant riddle--a chimera
is methodically stalking me
her name is all of them
Fused like that
she can make me weak
in order to survive
I've become a myth myself
in order to see tomorrow
I must subvert today
in order to wake with you
in the morning
I must pervert the night
If you think about me
say a prayer
because these hands
won't be idle for long.