Futility and Impossibility

Oh sweet beautiful disasterpiece

Your coldness leaves me wondering

Can't shake the sand from out my shoes

Yet why are you such a blundering

fool?

Sitting on the table, staring at the lilies

The lights aren't illuminating much

Chain-smoking three, I'm relaxed for a while

But why is dreaming of you such

a chore?

My string's still extended to my faraway love

Dreams of sun and drinks by the pool

Friday nights out drinking, drunken dancing

Apparently my wallet's a mere tool

for you!

Rain pounding down my cheeks

I sit waiting for the latest text

I'm moving on, growing up

But worrying 'bout who'll be the next

victim!

Boredom, wrapping an elastic band around my finger

My glass of peach juice, sweet, not you

I'm going away, for a year, or three

Intending to find a new

girl!

This one, I get her, she gets me, we just work

But I don't get you, and I'm not the real me

Green jeans to please you, can't afford them

I'm going to the mountains with the one who'll always be

above you!

P.S. the glass is empty