I feel so damn disposable 
This way
Why do we have to fight about my birthday
I don’t want no celebration
And it has exactly nothing to do 
With my self loathing insecurity 

Some people stand there on the street 
Begging for your life
Other people stand there naked 
They get tucked away
Me I’m in a hurry
Try to get to the show
It’s my band you know, and though the told me to go

I force my feet back on that stage 
Anytime 

frenzy afternoon thoughts 
Sticks to your tongue
Like a well used gum 
Not at all
And that’s why you find it hard to forgive me 

I’m not psycho 
I’m jut practicing my part
Real hard 
Who would have thought 
That I end on the street bare naked 

Begging for your time
for your time
your time


There’s a lotta songs
Made for sweet loving 
And that’s fine with me
And There’s a lotta songs
That will mend your broken heart 
And that’s cool and all
There’s a lotta songs
dedicated to the dead
and that’s understandable

What I’m missing here is 
More songs about Buildings and food  
What I’m missing here is
More songs about lesbian bars 
What I’m missing here is
More songs about a neon meate dream of a octafish 

there’s so many songs begging for your time 
There’s a lotta songs 
And they don’t always have to cling 
There’s a lotta songs 


Begging for your time
for your time
your time

Songs About Songs (Begging For Your Time)

Lures & Debate