watching the world spin around me

i ran out of love
on the third

my landlord told me
he'd sell me some
but i don't do that

what's the point anyways. I
deserve to come first once in a while
don't I?

the milk went bad and I
thought, maybe it's personal
like the cow did this to me

homogenized, pastuerized
and steaming mad, I
thought about chocolate
syrup, but I
'd just get sick

what's the point, for Christ's sake, I
deserve better than this
don't I?

the little black cat scratched me
in the morning then died about 3pm
from a blockage in his bladder. I

cried for hours
but it didn't bring the little pain in my ass back. I
thought maybe if I
watched a movie or I
listened to music -- maybe I
could distract myself. I
'm not that kind of man.

what's the for, dammit
he's as dead as I
am on the inside

He deserved better than that
didn't I?