Undo Me

I think you should

Undo me

Take everything I worked so hard

To put together

And bust it up

Verify my persona

Then smash

Gone

All along

Find what makes me tick

And tell me another time

You like West End problems

On baby bonnet budgets?

Shit I got a molten lava description

Of my last three

Bad

Break-ups

Nobody knows how I get by

But I get by

And then I keep getting

Until next thing you know—

I’m living in beach houses

I’m living on tennis courts

I’m living in hot tubs

Outside houses

My parents were too scared to look at

For fear the dream

Would burn their eyes

Parades in and out of town

When I feel like it

No matter

No match

No mucking around

I came back from Philly yesterday

And my neighbor said—

‘While you were away

They threw out your stuff’

Which struck me dumb

Because I don’t own a thing

Turns out

Somebody else moved in

When I moved out

Didn’t tell anybody

And they got their shit

Strewn all over the sidewalk

Tough break for them

But a good lesson

For us all

Don’t leave anything tied up

Don’t make knots

Make clean rope

You can throw to somebody

To pull you out

If you need it

Meet somebody and say—

Undo me

Unwreck my life

Upserve my nerve

Deregulate my bullshit

You don’t want to say

You need saving

But don’t we all know

That we all

Need

Saving?

Don’t we all admit

That love is the lifeboat

We’re looking for?

You ever heard a sappy love song

About two independent people

Who found each other

And built up a progress

That led to two distinct

Unique

Personalities

Existing without co-existence?

Get the fuck out of here

We’re all leaning, right?

We’re all leaning on each other?

Some leaning this way

Some leaning that

And some think they know everything

And me?

I don’t even know

The vast expanse

Of nothingness

That I have yet to know

I’m going back to Philly tomorrow

To meet a girl

Who left me

In another vehicle

Parked off a bridge

Waiting to see

How I’d turn the wheel

She’s no good

But she undoes me

You see?

She unscrambles

My madness

She, she, she, uh

She tells me stories

And I tell her

History

And in the middle

We meet

And make something

That wasn’t there before, you know?

It’s a beautiful thing

What ends up being

When something else

Is free to go

Undo me

That’s what I always say—

Undo me

Tell me who I used to be

Doesn’t have to be me

Anymore

Sera, right?

Sera, sera

Before the  lava gets here

Before it all

Burns up