On Tour With Zykos - Okkervil River

He gets close but I choke

Take your shit, take your clothes

And get out of my home

I want you to love me

Or I want you long gone

You say your real name is John

Hey, thanks John

Go, sing songs, go, rock on

Roll your crew on down the road

To the next sold out show

Think you can get up above me

Well, I want you to know

You’re a figure of fun to everyone

Beneath the lone star, neon blue broken sign

They wish they were you like I wish you were mine

What a dumb thing to do

How come I shout goodbye when God knows

I just want to make this white lie big enough

To climb inside with you

Another day, lost and gone

Clipping pages from the news for the senator’s son

Well, he just strolls through the lobby

And glad hands everyone

Another day, tossed and done

I go home take off clothes

Smoke a bowl, watched a whole TV movie

I was supposed to be writing

The most beautiful poems

And completely revealing

Divine mysteries of cloaks

I can’t say that I’m feeling

All that much at all at twenty seven years old

I’m disgust with desire by the guys

Who conspire at the only decent bar in town

And they drink MGD’s

And they wish they had me

Like I wish I had fire

What a sad way to be

What a girl who got tired

So I wonder who you got your hooks in tonight

Was she happy to be hooked and on your arm?

Did she feel alive?

Her head all light