fringe politics

I know you’re not gonna chase it

I was a sucker for you baby

Could you see my displacement?

I was a sorry replacement

I was a dreamer and a lover

And I loved how you tasted

Bottles and bodies

They don’t look good after five AM

Do you

You

I’m scraping the barrel

Cuz I know I won’t see you again

It’ll all be fine with time

You’ll swear I’ll find another

You’ll break my heart come summer I’m all I have I love it

You threw it away for a moment of quick lovin’

I’ll give you space

But you know that I don’t want it

I will be over and done before you can start it

You were an eight track baby

You’re the love of my life

I am a blank CD

I’ll be whatever you like

I am the angel of death

I am the fear in the night

I’ll be your biggest regret

Don’t look at me in the eyes

And I told you I would make it

But you said I was telling a lie

Now I’m standing at the edge of the stage At a place in Ohio

And you’re begging me to stay

But I’ll tell you I got places to travel

When the boredom goes away and I’ll run back Yes, I am the bad one.