spends his money on blow and expensive shoes
sometimes he needs a fix and just can't wait
goes to church and steal the collection plate
he thinks he's so above it all, he never leaves the house
spends his days reading the metamorphosis and faust
too much time alone has left him unhinged
every iphone commercial has him reaching for the syringe
she eats salad every meal, always trying to lose wait
another scumbag comes along, she takes the bait
she thought she'd finally found the one, it had to be fate
last night he threw her down the stairs because she came home late
he's worked at a machine shop twenty years
averts his eyes when he passes mirrors
smokes an ounce a night to pass the time
it keeps the ones who've forgotten him off his mind
