Big Books

I've been trying to say to you, "I'm done; I'm out"

Never wanted to be uncouth, but fuck that—I'm out

Getaway car on the avenue, suitcase is packed

Heavy pages and tennis shoes, in a seat in the back

I've lost days and years with you; reckless, devout

"Lost love" was a breakthrough; I'm fine burned out

"Falling short" as an attitude; a surefire fallback

I keep trying to say to you, "I'm done; I'm out"

Good news, bad news, or no news at all

I'm carrying around these big books

Robert Caro and Karl Ove are lonesome doves

I'm dragging around some big books

I didn't understand "The Stand" until the end

I've moved on from you; truly done, truly out

I think I'll text Yejoon; rip cigs, figure it out

Habits to undo; without drawbacks

Joanna's stateside soon; let's all hang out

Good news, bad news, or no news at all

I'm carrying around these big books

Robert Caro and Karl Ove are lonesome doves

I'm dragging around some big books

I didn't understand "The Stand" until the end

I'm carrying around these big books

Robert Caro and Karl Ove are lonesome doves

I'm dragging around some big books

I didn't understand "The Stand" until the end