You ever meet any of those people, the ones that have such boring stories that they forget which ones they’ve told you?
Boring as f***, just rambling on and on and on,
Why is that such an epidemic?
You can’t possibly think I am an approachable character.
Maybe just polite, maybe I’m too polite, when someone is talking I’m actually listening.
It makes me want to unzip my pants and vomit in my own lap.
A belly full of something acidic.
Next to playing guitar, do you know what another one of my favorite things are?
We’re being too promised right now, please hear me.
It’s being left alone.
Being left the f*** alone.
That’s how boring you are.
That’s how full of s*** everything you stand on is.
I am so very happy when our time is over.
I’m the most happy when we get to part ways.
And chances are good that I do not miss you at all.
dawn 