Signals Midwest Nineteen
A perfect 10,000-point landing
I barely even made it off the runway.
My engines they stalled and misfired
I steered myself into the sea
She just said “Kiss me goodbye, you jackass
Before I go back to Columbus
I’m sure that one day you’ll regret this”
And I sad “you’re probably right”
But the truth of the matter is: this world gets so big and it paralyzes me.
And she said “why do we have to go through this?
I’ll give you one more chance, you don’t have to do this.”
I said “I don’t have all the answers” and she said
“It seems like you already read the f..cking book!”
So I’ll try to comfort you through this
And this ain’t no period, it’s an ellipsis
And she said “oh please, just cut the bullshit.
What happened to the person I know?”
Well believe me, he’s there but he’s buried under piles of uncertainty.
And I’m sorry for being so goddamn misleading
Cause deep down I know that you’re reeling
And I am too.
So kiss me goodbye, you jackass
Before I go back to Columbus
I’m sure that one day you’ll regret this
And oh, by the way, happy birthday.
