don't make me miss you

don't make me miss you
I was doing just fine
until your memory
took over my mind
I thought I was
completely over you
but your memory tells me
that just isn't true

don't make me miss you
I'm begging you please
it hurts my poor head
when I'm down on my knees
I know lying to myself
is my way to cope
but it's killing me inside
when I try to hope

how good I had it

when I was a young man
I complained both night and day
I could have majored in college
in life not going my way
I complained so damn much
it turned into a habit
it never once occurred to me
just how good I had it

now I am an old man
most of my life has past
now I complain about
how long it's going to last
when will my life take off
I want it now, dangnabit
I still don't ever realise
just how good I have it

I threw a tantrum

I threw a tantrum
I didn't mean to
it came out of nowhere
or at least it seemed to
and there was yelling and screaming
and shaking my fists
with questions such as
"why do I exist
if I am going to be
treated like this this"
tell me why

I threw a tantrum
I was all by myself
cursing at God
getting no results
and the madder I got
the madder I became
and I went round and round
like some dumb children's game
knowing I'd pay the price
'cause I'm to blame
tell me why

          why am I throwing a tantrum like this
          just where is this getting me
          why am I throwing a tantrum like this
          what is it I can't see

I threw a tantrum
I couldn't take it no more
my memory's hurting
I can't open the door
but with some meditation
and a little Klonopin
I should be back
together again
until the next time
that it comes barging in
tell me why
tell me why

I threw a tantrum
there was nobody else
walking on eggshells
when I'm all by myself

I remember you (rewrite 1)

I remember you
I will always feel your kindness
coming through
the memories comfort me
they're all my heart can see
the tenderness that you and me once knew
I remember you

I remember love
I've always felt that 
there was not enough
but you changed my way of thinking
the nights of too much drinking
the times we spent singing, 
they just flew
I remember you

          I remember you
          with your melodies and the best of words
          I remember you
          our friendship said "do not disturb"

I remember all
even everything I thought
I couldn't recall
you meant so much to me
everything you are I see
I set my heart free like you used to do
I remember you
I remember you

on company time (rewrite 1)

up in the morning
out on the road
time to get to work
do just what you're told
don't matter to me
I'm gonna help myself
I need to feel happy
I got a little help

          boss makes a dollar
          I make a dime
          that's why I get high
          on company time

I don't got a union
to help me make it through
so it's a good thing I don't
give a shit what I do
my job's so fuckin' boring
I'm going berserk
so hand me my hash pipe
I'm going to work

          boss makes a dollar
          I make a dime
          that's why I get high
          on company time

you can judge me
as much as you want
but I'm having a good time
working at this restaurant
when I inhale
I'm finally free
from the shackles and chains
this job puts on me

          boss makes a dollar
          I make a dime
          that's why I get high
          on company time

time moves, but it doesn't

all my work is finished
but still there is no payoff
everything always remains the same
time moves, but it doesn't
where is my reward
for a job well done?
why must I always have nothing?
how have I sinned?
why am I being punished?
God only knows

in the moment

I decided to live in the moment
but the moment didn't want me
the past comes back to haunt me
the future is unknown
but I tried as hard as was needed
still the moment would not give
I've had all my life to live
and I still haven't found my home