0898 Heartache

Cavalcade through antemortem, terminal suburban boredom

Summon second magpie for a small dopamine hit

You wait and watch your own self die, not final act but in real-time

You are the sight and seeing, you're a reflection of it

Grind my bones into the finest snow

Lay me and melt me in a crack of sun

Restored to earth, afforded a second birth

Dine on my rotten fruit for years to come

Line engaged cradle to grave, you occupy liminal space

A recipe for disaster, a table laid for two

I'm mouth agape, arms open wide, not to receive but crucified

The wind whistled a tune I stole and sang for you

Grind my bones into the finest snow

Lay me and melt me in a crack of sun

Restored to earth, afforded a second birth

Dine on my rotten fruit for years to come

You're a million bucks and I am avarice

You know how I hunger for it

I couldn't draw a dime in fifty states

Nonarrival to your party, I did Five Halves for my birthday

Bitter, lager, Guinness, cider, lemonade to chase

Grind my bones into the finest snow

Lay me and melt me in a crack of sun

Restored to earth, afforded a second birth

Dine on my rotten fruit for years and years to come

No talk of the shape of the ceremonial counties

There's no Runners Up Hall Of Fame

I plucked a white-hot shooting star, to wish upon when times are hard

An asterisk against your name

0898-HEARTACHE

You're calling me a mistake

Just call me if you want a bad time

Dial 0898-HEARTACHE

If your calling me's a mistake

Then tell me why we're both still on the line?