Worms

I think this might be my exit

I think I've had enough

You know you lost me there

I don't know what you're talking about

I clipped your piece from the paper

Hung it on my wall

Still don't know what it means to me

If anything at all

Opened up your can and

Let out all these worms

Heard you're moving on while I'm still

sifting through the dirt

I opt for softer poisons

Kinder than your love

Still they kill me softly

One day day I'll have to ante up

Maybe there's a time for us

In another place

Maybe on some grassy hillside

Or swallowed up in space