King Missile She Had Nothing
She had nothing to say She had nothing to say "Well, that's a start," she thought to herself And she picked up her pen and the small notepad And she laid down on her bed Paralyzed, she held the pen Oh, maybe eight millimeters from the page For at least a half an hour And then she thought to herself, "Oh, who am I kidding? I know I have nothing to say." She wanted to throw the pen away No, she wanted to take a hammer Pound the pen into her skull Blood gushes out like Old Faithful World engulfed in a red sea The final flood No, screw the pen Keep the hammer Get a chisel Sculpt away at the skull Reveal the ivory woman in agony Hidden within "No, screw those ideas," she said "I'm just gonna write," she said "I don't care if I got nothing to say I'm just gonna scribble away Until I find something" Yeah, but she's crossing out every other word She knows she's not fooling anybody She knows she has nothing to say Just like me
