Some Internal Dialogue

So why do I keep fucking up
what everyone else
seems to take so easy?
I should get a pick
and chisel all the ground away
from ???? to ????
with both hands ???
I'll watch this city drown.

I always let you down,
and the stupid thing is,
you keep on coming round.
Without a sound,
I always let you down,
and the stupid thing is,
you keep on laughing
the stupid thing is,
you keep on coming round.

In crowded streets, in mirrored glass,
in coffee shops, I seem to catch
your image frozen perfect faceless.
Steal a car, or shoot a cop,
or something dumb to get me off
this stupid kick that binds me to the ground.

I always let you down,
and the stupid thing is,
you keep on coming round.
Without a sound,
I always let you down,
and the stupid thing is,
you keep on laughing
the stupid thing is,
you keep on coming
round and round and round and round and
round and round and round and round
round and round and round and round and
round and round and round and round.