Oh, you're almost home
I've been waiting for you to come in
Dancing around in your old suits
Going crazy in your room again
I think I'll go out and embarrass myself
By getting drunk and falling down in the street
You say I choose sadness
That it never once has chosen me
Maybe you're right


I'm seeing Anti-Nowhere League with Duane Peters Gunfight tomorrow night. Maybe I'll dance onstage like a douchebag again with Duane again. I feel really awful right now it's making me nauseus.