footprints

so the world wants something and here i am

useless and wide-eyed and shaking with shame

strung out ineffectual

each word slipping like a pearl on a string

breathe enough smoke there'll be fire somewhere

maybe i find god in all the wrong places

maybe i hold onto all the wrong dreams

a child holding onto the nightlight that keeps her awake

id rather light a match to see it burn than keep the sun at my back

maybe i stay awake for all the wrong reasons

maybe i romanticize the rain too much

so im just trying to be one thing or another

but all the lines in my life are blurred

like the highway when im too fucked up to drive

and i hold too much faith in beauty but i think its a sin to close my eyes

when i feel some sweet sugar thickening the air

sticking slipping sex on my skin and dripping

off fat footprints so you can follow my trail if you want me here