You're Such a Baby, Baby - 1/15/09
Hey! It looks like sun!
It is! There are a million of us
Just wandering in the lobby
Waiting for our turn out that
Massive revolving door.

Some are just going around
And around. Laugh it up, asshole.
Some of us actually want out!
Some of us miss the heat on our cheek
Our lungs full of it.

Throw my arm out in a point
And wedge through the crowd.
We're all wide-eyed over each other
I make a break for it
Yeah, whatever, Buddy. Excuse this.

And it is all it's cracked up to be
It really is. Every minute of it.
I could stay out here forever
Hours, Days, Weeks, Months...
It burns my skin like love.

But here they come.
Back inside, you. Back inside.
A sharp jab in my side
I'm going! I'm going! Christ.
Give a girl a moment.

But there it was, and there it went.
Like a firecracker.
So brilliant and hilarious in its heat
Now it's burned-up cardboard.
And we all line up, looking back.

Back inside. Back inside.
Feel that draft of plastic air
Cherish the heat in your skin
In your hair, on your lips
It's gone before you know it.