Like It Happens Everyday

Bad finger in a hotel room
I play guitar now
Nobody plays me.
Bad rumor in a minor key
I can tune it up myself
When nobody tunes to me.
If you wanted to stay
I could behave
I won't tell anybody
If you wanted to wait
Know that i'm safe
I won't tell anybody.
Unconscious
I don't feel a thing
You get the picture
Nobody gets me.
Slow, slow torture
The punishment I need
I can speed it up myself
when nobody tortures me.