Boardwalk

There’s no passion in your song these days
There’s nothing new you need to say
With your heart so unentwined and your mind’s been doing time
It’s no wonder that you’re cautious

There’s no humor in your wit these days
No subtle message that you stylishly convey
With your tone so out of line there’s no meaning to your rhyme
It’s no wonder that you’re home now

And so I sing to myself
I could be here if I’m nowhere else
Putting ink on my wrists forever making these lists
I should have had a beer and went & lied down
If it falls on my mind again

Don’t answer your heart if you don’t know mine
It’s all that’s worth breaking that gets left inside
If you’re taking your time it’s behind my back
I wish for you this next heart attack

There’s no passion in your songs these days
Your eyes have watered and your soul is decayed
With no heartbeat in your chest an empty gut that won’t digest
It’s no wonder that you’re bored now

And so I sing to myself
When I could be there if I’m nowhere else
If I had it all wrong I should’ve wrote you that song
Now I’m content to merely sing along
Slowly taking my breath away

Don’t answer your heart if you don’t know mine
It’s all that’s worth breaking that gets left inside
If you’re taking your time it’s behind my back
I wish for you this next heart attack

Don’t say that you won’t we know that you will
It’s all that’s worth drinking that goes down with pills
If you’re still taking your time it’s behind my back
I wish for you this fatal heart attack

And that you never recover and you lose your mind
Forever stuck in a slow rewind
As your hair falls out with any friends that you’ve made
You’ll get so skinny you’ll forget you’ll name

Don’t be so sure there’s a cure for your cause you’re no fun when you’re sober
Or in control

You were my favorite one.