Down On Me

You won't meet me in the middle

Push me off the dividing line

You won't give a little

What good graces?

No explanation for your change of heart

You're either cold or you're hot

A ceiling of clouds

The tall buildings are walls

I'm walking around and I can't get out

The general fatigue of a private person trying to talk to you

You saw the movie, you don't need to read the book

You're either stealing or you're taken



You're so down on me

I think it is a fad so I don't feel so bad anymore



You buy the pound just to burn it down

and watch the sleeping dogs die

Walk away unscathed

I'm going to take you of my thank-you list

"Will you ever get your shit together?"

Hookers and virgins, sluts and nuns

What if I am neither one?



You're so down on me

I think it is a fad so I don't feel so bad anymore