I can chase you, and I can catch you,
but there is nothing I can do to make you mine.

Disappointment came to me,
and booted me,
and bruised and hurt me,
but that's how people grow up.

Don't leave it all unsaid,
somewhere in the wasteland of your head.

Tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began.

You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why....this is why I like you.

Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.
No hope, no harm; just another false alarm