Sax Offender

Yet another day, making plans, staying tense, but remember that you never saw us

don’t make a fuss, you’re the one who got away.

Oh don’t believe me when I say that we are making progress

there’s no success

None of this is here to stay

what I’d recommend if you can is to enjoy the moment

from the basement

outside is just the end of days

but if it’s good then go ahead

there’s no voice coming from the shed

if you insist I won’t decline

you do your thing

cause I’ve done it

All my life, I’ve been getting older

I might be taking the wrong meds

I don’t mind, I’d just want to make sure

might be something wrong with my head

All our lives, we’ve been getting closer

And fairly soon we will be dead

I don’t mind, lucky to be with her

like a butter you can spread