Daily Dares - Les Savy Fav

The pen in the pocket

The fall down the stairs

The fork in the socket

These are our daily dares.

These are my concerns

These are my disregards

This is what I’ve learned

And I’ve forgotten so far.

I’m making lead from gold

I’m turning friends to err

Carries into cabals

Victories to despair.

It hits you like a brick

It hits you like a smell

It doesn’t bat a lash

It brings on fainting spells.

Use sentiment like aloe

Use sentiment like mace

Use sentimental explanations

Of how we got to this place.

I got fucked by fate

On fate and I’s first date

And now I know i knew

Breaking up is hard to do.