We Are Scientists! -

Cotton preshrunk displays games we play

Colors run and colors fade

I can’t pick a side to pick a fight on

It’s more of me than I am of it

I can’t win

I can’t win

I can’t win

I can’t win

I can’t win

Now my tongue has tangled me toothless

And we don’t have a thought between us

In this one light room in this neon museum the walls itch in closer

I remember every conversation

I remember everything

I forgot to have

Starchy retort scripted questions I never cared to ask about

Starchy product scripted people I never asked to care about

I can’t win

My skin was shrinking when she told me don’t worry honey

You can’t look at the sky without looking right through it