1.17.2008

there’s no end to the love you can give,
when you change your point of view underfoot.
very good: you may be flat but you’re breathing.

there’s no doubt he’s at home in his room,
probably watching porn of you from the fall.
it’s last call and you’re the last one leaving.

and you thought you could change the world
by opening your legs,
it isn’t very hard,
try kicking them instead.
and you thought you could change his mind
by changing your perfurme to the kind his mother wore
oh god, delilah, why?

i never met a more impossible girl.

in this same bar where you slammed down your hand
and said “Amanda Charlie, i’m in love”.
no, you’re not:
you’re just a sucker for the ones who use you.

and it doesn’t matter what i say or do
the stupid bastard’s gonna have his way with you.

you’re an unrescuable schizo
or else you’re on the rag.
and if you take him back
i’m gonna lose my nerve.

i never met a more impossible girl.

at four oclock he got off and
you called up:
"i’m down at denny’s on route one
you won’t guess what he’s done!"
is that a fact, delilah?

larry tap let you in through the back
and use his calling card again
for a quick hand of gin.

you are impossible, delilah: the princess of denial.
and after 7 years in advertising, you are none the wiser.

you’re an unrescuable schizo
or else you’re on the rag.
and if you take him back
i’m gonna lose my nerve.

he’s gonna beat you like a pillow --
you schizos never learn.
and if you take him home
you’ll get what you deserve.

i never met a more impossible girl.

so don’t cry delilah.
you’re still alive delilah?
you need a ride delilah?
let’s see how fast this thing can go.

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