Torture (You Keep Me Alive)

This is your father / so said the machine
It's about your mother / She's been cheating on me
I already told your brother / Marley knows too
And I guess your mother thought that it wasn't important to call and tell you

So I want you to know that this message is proof
Of how I do care how you're doing and I love you

Love, as I see, is an obvious mystery
That I nor anyone else can solve
And You are to me a most glorious misery
That sickens me and keeps me alive
You keep me alive

I hear my 2 Am alarm / My cell phone says you are messaging
It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust / and for a min I couldn't tell what you were saying
Your message is clear / though it's really poor writing
You're just leaving the bar and you've had too few to drink / and you can't drive home so you're hitchin' there with mikey

You sent me a second one saying something like "Don't worry hun
I could never cheat on you babe, I love you"

Love, as I see, is an obvious mystery
That I nor anyone else can solve
And You are to me a most glorious misery
This suicide that lets me survive
You keep me alive

You break and eat the body of Jesus / and you drink from the cup of Christ
And with those same lips you kiss an 8 year old child / and whisper "this could be our little secret"
At the same time you proudly condemn / anyone participating in what you think is sin
And you biggest fear for your kids? It ain't illness or death, no. / They just better not be queer.

What hurts the most is I know you are wrong in most every way
But that's something I can't say because I love you

So this Love is, to me, a most curious necessity
It heals only those whom it hurts
And you write for me a most beautiful tragedy
Shakespeare couldn't make it hurt worse
For Love only needs commitment and a lobotomy
Your mind weighs you down and your heart wants to fly
You've carefully crafted a most wondrous catastrophe
I'm a vegetable and I want to die
But you keep me alive

Smore On Fire

I have this feeling
It's overwhelming
I think that it's hunger
I'm hungry
I'm at a camp fire
...Must be at camp
I think I smell something
Burning

Yeah
Your smore is on fire

Here in the darkness
I have all i need
To make something scrumptious
So Scrumptious
I got a gram cracker
A golden marshmallow
And Hershey's chocolate
But only two bars
That's all Anne will let me have

Yeah
Your smore is on fire
Yeah
Give me a gram cracker

Put them together
Make me a sandwich
A sandwich for dinner
And dessert
Oh my goodness
This tastes so good
It tastes just like heaven
I just ate heaven
I"M SORRY JESUS!

Yeah
Your smore is on fire
Yeah
Give me a gram cracker

Why is this delicious
How could this be real
I think that I'm crying
I'm crying
I love to eat smores
I love them so much
I'll make them my girlfriend
Then marry them
AND THEN I"LL EAT THEM!!!!

Yeah
Your smore is on fire
Yeah
Give me a gram cracker

Make My Day

I waded till I washed upon the shore
I walked until I woke up at your door
I was welcomed in by a stranger who said you were at the store
So I waited but you're never coming home

I watched your willow trees weep in the wind
Waving with the water pouring in
In the window I wandered wearing an ironic grin
Crying alone and you're never coming home

(chorus)

Looking for the love I left behind
Lacking luck and lonely all the time
I learned that life's lessons were located in the land where I lost my mind (?)
I'm to scarred to go on and you're never coming home

Reluctantly I lingered in your room
Losing hope and leaning into doom
Too long I let our love let go sewn with your broken loom
You left too soon and you're never coming home

(chorus)

(bridge)

Slinking down the stairs like a slippery slope
I sucked down the only sliver left of hope
I splurged on skunk sativa and nearly overdosed on dope
Super stoned and you're never coming home

And somberly I sobered from my smoke
And saw your house now sheltered stranger folk
The rest of my life's a punchline and our love was a joke
You moved on and you're never coming home