well god and the devil, theyre on the same side they go to the In-and-Out and eat french fries and walk down the street at five AM and say that one's yours and this one's mine and that one's yours and this one's mine and can I bum a smoke and that one's mine and that one's yours for eternity yeah that one's yours for eternity that one's yours for eternity well god and the devil, theyre on the same side they go to the same big parties in the sky and they laugh and toast drinks and pretend like they care pretend like they're different pretend like they're there and go for walks at 5 am and say that one's yours and this one's mine and that one's yours but just for the night and that one's yours and this ones mine for eternity for eternity for eternity

well some of my friends got sober and some of them tried and failed and the ones who are dead live rent free in my head I hear them walking down the stairs and I guess we'll catch up in the next life or perhaps somewhere else in between but I hear voices in the trees when I go walking in the woods turns a whisper into a scream and I think its sad that you left when it was just getting good, but I'm so glad that you stayed about as long as you could and I get angry and sad, I forget to go home I don't talk to my friends, I do molly alone I wake up in the morning I don't know where I am did I pass out in my car is it past 6 am, and do you see me when I sleep do you hear me when I pray? I don't know where it is you've gone but its for sure you've gone away and some of my friends got better and some of them tried their best and some have left the race took liquid paper to their faces in the album that I keep them in and I guess I cant help like I want to you really can't make the horse drink or I guess I can't get him clean or I just don't know what I mean and I certainly don't know what I think but its sad that you left when it was just getting good, but I'm so glad that you stayed about as long as you could and I get angry and sad, I forget to go home I don't talk to my friends, I do molly alone I wake up in the morning I don't know where I am did I pass out in my car is it past 6 am, and do you see me when I sleep do you hear me when I pray? I don't know where it is you've gone but its for sure you've gone away well some of my friends got sober, and some of them tried and failed you know I love them all the same and I'll remember every name until I meet them wherever they are

well everyone I know who used to live in southern maine has moved far far away and it gets awful quiet out here on peaks island when the snow falls over the bay and I go to the murder mart see two men in an argugment possibly a drug debt or he flooded their apartment and then I go to deering oaks and throw a cracker at a seagull watch the ducks all fuck around and run away from homeless people why don't you come home why don't you come home you have been away from the ocean for too long why don't you come home why don't you come home you have been away from the ocean for too long and I wake up at 6 am cut 2x4s for my friend Doug and then around 11:10 I smoke a cig and eat my lunch and I get on the Machigonne a ferry boat thats in the bay step off on Commercial street, see who's around you're all away and I wear a camo hoodie my ex left it in a box its the only thing I have of hers the only thing I have at all and that's all probably for the best I try to keep a level head I try to never get upset I try to never get upset but why don't you come home why don't you come home you have been away from the ocean for too long

where it all comes out you will wait listen when we’re all leading up to want the pieces rent it by the year you’ll have nothing left to hide and nothing left to fear but I wake up and its been two years I dont know why I feel this way I call you on the telephone, a strangers voice with an old friend’s name And I still feel like I’m on stage every moment of every day why am I everything I hate why am I everything I hate with it all along the words will get another name on these shaking hands a colored rain and all who stalk on on the hills where do you hold on where do you get off? but I wake up and its been two years I dont know why I feel this way I call you on the telephone, a strangers voice with an old friend’s name And I still feel like I’m on stage every moment of every day why am I everything I hate why am I everything I hate

she's all alone, in that big house she goes into work most every day and sees him in the crowd and she's almost scared to talk to him and see what he's about and she has got a sinking feeling oh, that time is running out and she thinks why is this happening why is this happening I have made my feelings very clear for everyone to see and he is basically a stalker and he'll probably kill me but if I get him fired from this job I'll have no sympathy and he makes a plan getting higher the whole time he thinks if I kill some people oh then surely she'll be mine and if I bathe my name in blood oh well then I'll go back in time and I know I am thinking clearly 'cause we're two birds of a kind and he thinks why is this happening why is this happening there's an empty space inside my brain where my love used to be and I could go to a new city, I could try and have some fun or I could just do more oxycontin then go get a gun I'll get a gun I'll get a gun I'll get a gun its five am papers fly through air with grace she goes out to smoke a cigarette and see's his bloodied face and she thinks something awful must have happened mary mother grace and he's in prison now for thirty years, he'll never leave that place and she thinks why is this happening why is this happening if he took no for an answer, well its such a simple thing and if more men felt less entitled then we'd all have room to breathe and I could get a job most anywhere and see that he would leave