And I've got a twenty-dollar bill that says you're up late night starting fist fights versus fences in your backyard Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor Soaking in sympathy from friends who never loved you nearly half as much as me
i think i am going to lob off all my hair, not that i am going to pay, or know somebody to do it. i think i'm just gonna take a pair of scissors to it. and possibly go clean shaven. i might not do any of it, i am just thinking.