Tuesday, January 29, 2019

Wear Her Down

Okay, so you want me to talk about
That thing we were talking about before?

Yeah, I mean
It’s happened to me too

Or, like, I know someone
Who has a story like that so--

But, for the sake of, like, the show
We should probably--

Okay, so I have this girlfriend
And she--

She’s married now
She just got married, actually

To this guy

And, um, their story
Of, like, how they met
Is that--

She’s like--

Oh, we met and I really wasn’t into him
And then, he, like, showed up at my job
And kept bothering me
And really wore me down
And that just sort of did the trick

And she does say did the trick

Like, that’s not me paraphrasing or anything
She actually says did the trick

Um, and, you know
I’m very pro-women
I’m a feminist
And I believe that you can like
Whoever you want to like
And if you don’t like someone
You’re entitled--really, truly
To change your mind about that

But, um, what I want to say to her
My friend
And I haven’t
I haven’t said this
But
What I want to say to my friend is--

Please don’t tell that fucking story to anyone

Because, um
Your husband?
Fucking harassed you

Like, that’s what he did

And, um, you don’t want to tell other people
That that worked
Because what you’re doing
Is giving other guys
This, fucking, false hope or whatever
Or permission, I guess
That they can do it too

That, like, you can wear a girl down

Like, that’s partly where they’re getting this shit from

From women like my friend

And I’m not blaming women, obviously
But you said you have a story like that too
Your cousin or whatever?

Yeah, so, like
That’s a problem
That’s a big fucking problem

And--

Oh god, I would get in so much trouble
If I ever said this to my friend, but like--

She probably only likes him
Because--

Because this is how we’re trained to be
Women
You know?

In some respect

Like, a guy wants us
And we don’t like him
But, like, what right do we have
Not to like him, right?

Right?

So, like, instead
We let ourselves
Be worn down

And believe me
I feel that

I feel--I empathize
With a woman
When I hear she’s worn down

But, like, how fucked up is it
That we are now adopting that
That story of being worn down
As a fucking meet-cute?

Like, that is deeply upsetting to me

It should be
It should really be upsetting to everyone

Because men don’t get worn down

Most of them
Pretty much all of them

If they look at a woman
And they’re like--

Nope, not attracted to her

That doesn’t change
Unless the woman changes

But women?

Women look at a guy and go--

Yeah, no thanks

And we’re told to look again
And again
And again

Until we want that guy

Until we come around

Right?

That’s every fucking movie
Every teen movie

Girl looks at guy
Isn’t interested
And changes her fucking mind

It’s fucking pitiful

And these guys
These teenagers
Who watch these fucking movies

They think--

Oh, that’s the trick
Just wait her out
She’ll change her mind
The fucking supermodel will fall in love with me
The loser asshole who has nothing going for him
Because I’m nice

And, like, most of them aren’t even fucking nice
And they smell
And they don’t deserve whatever poor supermodel actress
Is playing the lead role

And I’m fine saying that
I’m just fine with it

I hope some woman
In the audience
Watching this
Is with a guy
Who fucking wore her down
And she hears this
And remembers
That she was never really into that guy
And that she doesn’t need to be into him now
And I hope she fucking leaves his ass
As soon as your show or whatever is done

That’s what I want

You tell me that happened
And I’ll be so happy
I agreed to do this
For you

Monday, January 28, 2019

Play Penny Lover

Play Penny Lover for me

You know, when your mom and I finally decided to get hitched
We had already broken up three times

And then one day
We’re at this wedding
With other people
And there was this balcony--

The wedding was at this country club
And the reception was on the second floor
With this balcony you could--

Well, you get the idea

Your mom was out there on the balcony
And Penny Lover comes on

She’s in this blue dress
And she turns around
And it was like slow motion

Like something out of a movie

I’m all the way across the room
And the bozo she brought
Is drunk at the bar
Hitting on my date
And I didn’t give a damn about either of them

I didn’t give a damn about anything
But getting your mom to come dance with me

So I walk all the way across the room
And by the time I get to the balcony
The song’s halfway over
And your mom’s nowhere to be found

Now, I don’t know what came over me
But in that moment
I just...I gave up

I started to walk out
And right at the moment
The song--I swear to god
The song started over

From the beginning

And I heard somebody go--

Hey

I turn around
And there’s your mother

But she’s not in a blue dress
She’s--

She’s in a green dress

Still looking sexy as hell
But--oh stop
You know your mom’s a good-looking woman
Always has been too

But the dress was different

And I say to her--

Was that you out on the balcony?

And she says--

What are you talking about?

Because there’s no balcony

In that moment
I realized--

There’s no balcony

But I saw what I saw

And looking back
I know what it was

It was the future

It was this moment
Standing here
With you

Getting ready to walk you down the aisle
Second wedding means
You got a blue dress on

Well--that’s all right

You don’t always get it right the first time

And guess what?

It doesn’t mean a damn thing

You get it wrong
More than you get it right

But sometimes
If you’re lucky
The song starts over

And when it does
You get to dance
With the person
Who’s going to change your life
And make it better
Until it all goes to hell again

But you’re not thinking about that, right?

You’re just thinking about dancing
And what comes after the dancing

And if the music’s good
If they’re playing Penny Lover
Then maybe you’ll say
To hell with what comes after

Maybe you’ll just keep dancing
For as long

As you can

A Pretty Good Place to Lose Your Mind

You know, it’s a pretty good place
To lose your mind


What’s the point
Of sitting in an empty room
If you don’t start to
Figure out
Why god put you
In that room
In the first place?


What do you think?


You think you’re going out the door?


There is no door
There are no windows
There is no hole in the floor
You can crawl through
To get to
The basement


Or a ladder
That’ll take you
To the attic


To some magical attic
Where you can rest up
Where you, my friend
Are entitled
To rest


You can’t have anything


You can’t have food
You can’t have a bed
You can’t have a stitch of clothing
Or a reason to leave this room


So you just rock
Where you are


You just
Rock, rock, rock
And let the rhythm of that rocking
Tell you where it is
You belong


There are empty rooms
All over this world
With people in them
Just like you


You--


You think you’re better?


You think you’re better
Than an empty room?


You think you’re owed
Peace of mind?


You think there’s a reason
For any of this?


There are no reasons
In the dark


There’s writing on the floor
And the walls have faces on them
One wrong eye here
One busted lip there


Who left you here, huh?


Who put you down
And didn’t come back?


The room’s not big, is it?


It’s funny how
You could’ve wound up
In any place
In any place you wanted
And for whatever reason
You wound up here


That’s because
This is where you go
To lose your mind


And as far as that goes
It ain’t half bad


What you lose in the dark
You can’t see run away


So why not lose it all?


Why not let it go
Gracefully
When the time comes
To blend in
With the wallpaper?


The more you fight
The smaller the room gets


Until one day
It’s not a room
But a coffin
With dirt staining
The cracks
Where the nails went in


Coffins aren’t just for dead people anymore, you know


Sometimes
It’s the only place
You can get some rest


People with their minds intact
Are always running tired


And people who sit
In the center of a room
And let their mind expire?


They’re just running


They just run
And run
And run