Untouchable Face

think i'mgoing for a walk now. i feel a little unsteady.
don't want nobody to follow me. . . 'cept maybe you.
i could make you happy you know if you weren't already.
i could do a lot of things. . .and i do.
to tell you the truth i prefer the worst of you.
too bad you had to have a better half.
she's not really my type, but I think you two are forever
and i hate to say it, but you're perfect together
so fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
said who am i
i bet you can't even tell me that much
two-thirty in the morning and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon rubbing elbows with the moon
it's a safe haven of sleepless where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down the top twenty country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is waving like a flag in the wind
you know i don't look forward to seeing you again
you'll look like a photograph of yourself taken from far far away
and i won't know what to do. and i won't know what to say
except fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
said who am i
i bet you can't even tell me that much
i see you and i'm so perplexed. what was i thinking?
what will i think of next? where can i hide?
in the back room there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table
and when the fan is on it sways, gently side to side
and there's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing
i see orion and say nothing the only thing i can think of saying
is fuck you
and your untouchable face
fuck you
for existing in the first place
who am i
that i should be vying for your touch
said who am i
i bet you can't even tell me that much
said who am i
I bet you can't even tell me that much
said who am i
sombody just tell me that much..