Easy to poke yourself square in the eye
Harder to like yourself, harder to try
These are espouses
Postcards and neoprene
Roses a dollar a stem
Everyone's sleeping or pulling the long haul and
Keys in the cooler its three A.M.
And Saturn is beckoning no one
It's off on its own
It's offering up
Late shift can bring in store, burn out the lights
Harder to look yourself square in the eye
Easy to take off
You found the ladder in the pattern of your wrist