Lucky Me

He’s going to hit me up

When the money hits

And at that point

To be explicit

He can fuck off with it

He’s sitting at the table

With all his friends

Looking over at me

Like he’s waiting to see

When the dollar signs

Start popping up

Like cartoon dreamscapes

And frankly

I’m not all that invested

In having him tune in

To my dreamscapes

You know people like him?

People who hedge their bets

I hate that

I fucking hate

Hedge bet-ters

You want to bet on something

Bet on the underdog

Don’t you watch movies?
Don’t you like tv?

Don’t you see those montages

On ESPN

Where the inner city hockey team

Beats the Canadian Olympians?

People who want to sit with winners

Wind up sitting alone

Because winners take off on you

Winners find new friends

And new places to live

And new lives

They like taking photos of

And he’s not going to be in those photos

He’s not going to be making funny faces

And doing rabbit ears

While the assholes around him

Try to get their cheekbones in the frame

The way they like ‘em

And every few seconds

I get a glance

Because he wants to know

If I’m up to my jackpot

And you know what?

I’m close

I can feel it

And I’m close

But when it hits

I’m going to move tables

I’m going to slide down

So far away from him

And his popular complex

That he’ll think

I’m in another county

Another county

Another country

And another set of plans

That have nothing to do with him

I couldn’t stand it

When we were together

Him and his patch of friends

With their inside jokes

And their mannequin style

Just because I’m not enough for him

Doesn’t mean I’m not enough

I have more coming to me

Than he’s ever had

And I’d rather look forward to a surplus

Than surpass my best years

When I’m too damn stupid

To know they’re my best

I’d have loved to have taken him along

But you know--

Some people want to go the easy road

Even if it means

They gotta hitchhike

Even if it means

They can only ride along on it

On somebody else’s bus

I had so much room for him

Room I made

Room I set aside

So we could go riding together

But he didn’t want that

So instead I’m at it alone

And yeah, I’m looking forward

To the good fortune

But a fortune’s a lonely thing

If you don’t have someone

To be fortunate with

Afterwards it won’t matter

If I meet someone

Because they won’t know who I was

When things weren’t so good

They’ll only love Lucky Me

And I don’t even know

Who she is yet

But I bet she’s great

Fuck

I bet she’s a damn

Good time