Jay Brannan

applying moisturizer in the microwave window
for the tenth time, he should`ve called me an hour ago
would he be here with flowers if i lived in arizona?

they say there`s no love left in the big cities, it`s kinda true
i guess you`ll find me coming soon to a small town near you
i`ll sell my guitar so i can by myself a tractor

fuck this, this can`t be my life
i moisturized ten times tonight
why can`t i sit down and write,
bring this question to light?

chorus
do you want a lover, or do you want a life?
one hand or the other, the butter or the bread knife?
do you choose winter, spring, summer, or fall?
it`s driving me crazy that i can`t have it all

if these walls could talk, they`d probably cry out for mercy
`til i`m outlined in chalk, i`ll be romantically thirsty
so i drink and drink from the proverbial time sink

fuck this, this can`t be my life
tears flowing in full force tonight
why can`t i sit down and write,
bring this question to light?

chorus

bridge
do we hold the future, or does it come in peace?
and if it`s in my hands, are you sure it should be in brittle hands like these?
life, love, and the pursuit of all the things they promised me
can i have all of the above? are the best things in life truly free?

chorus

> i dont know where were going
but i know weve gone too far and
i hope it isnt showing
but i think i love you and
i cant believe youre leaving
just when i let you in and
when you had me believing
i could feel again

i could give a million reasons
why we should not be friends
our moods change like the seasons
when my mood ends your mood begins and
youre a tease, youre a cockblocker,
youre a loudmouth bitch, and a big talker,
but thats okay
youll grow up someday

chorus
youre the pill i never wanted to take
an anti-misanthrope
mine was the heart i never thought you would break
my one hope was that id survive you

ive shown up for you
in ways that boy never would, but
i know youll go back to him and
maybe you should, but
hope you dont go backwards
cuz im going on ahead and
one day youll wish that you had
stuck with me instead

chorus

as i wander through union square
i remember when you followed me there
you were the stalker i kinda wanted to have
being your half-boyfriend was only half bad


chorus

two bodies pressed together
two boys are falling hard
the smell of sweat and leather
a kinky greeting card

crazy about each other
we both have fucked up pasts
but when we are together
we have a fucking blast

i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
i wanna be a housewife, yeah
and that's just where i'm at

i'm making guacamole
he's working on the car
when he grills turkey burgers
he knows i like them charred

i like to wash the dishes
i like to scrub the floors
don't mind doing his laundry
what are boyfriends for


i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
i wanna be a housewife, yeah
and that's just where i'm at

i wanna have his baby
i wanna wear his ring
he drives me fuckin crazy
i am his everything


i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
i wanna be a housewife, yeah
and that's just where i'm at

i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
can't wait 'til he's in my life, yeah
cuz we haven't met

we haven't met yet
we haven't met yet

i`m marching to zion a camera in my hand
i hear people cryin` dyin` for this blood-
stained land
the streets of old jerusalem are lind with
souvenirs and those buying them
it sounds cold, but i cannot see
how this theme park has shaped history

*chorus*
cuz virgins don;t have babies
and water isn`t wine
and there`s a holy spirit maybe
but she would never rent a room with walls built
by mankind
mary and mohammed are screaming through the clouds
for you to lay your goddamned arms down
rip your bigot rotts up from
the earth and salt the goddamned ground

stand in line patiently to sulercharge your rosary
or stuff your prayears inside this wall
we once had god cast out from this place
they say a prophet floated from here ro outer space
am i crazy? maybe it`s me
but this all sounds like ythology

*chorus*

**bridge**
zeus was afraid of his girlfriend
so he swallowed her in bed
then he bore forth athena
when they cracked open his head
her broter tried to rape her
athena got away
and when his seed hit the ground
the grass gave birth that day
now we all freely admit this
story`s clearly bullshit
no one would lay down their life
or start a war for it
so throw your stones and pray
you`ll be rewarded someday
i hope it all goes your way
but something tells me
no one`s coming to save you
no one`s coming to save you
no one`s coming to save you
save yourselves from turning earth into hell

*outro*
no one`s coming to save you
no one`s coming to save you
no one`s coming to save you
no one`s coming to save you
mary and mohammed are scteaming through
the clouds tor you to lay your
goddamned arms down rip your
bigot roots up from the earth and
salt the goddamned ground

the stars are shining so bright
wait—that's just manhattan's light
it's been 12 hours since i ate
i think i'm finally losing weight
mixed up my armor with some knight
walkin' home wearing his white
i know what you're gonna say
no one could love me this way
chorus
i'm bowlegged and starving, but
walkin' home happy
let this mark the moment
when i felt freedom ring
i've got my laptop for pleasure
and my guitar for pain
love's a buried treasure
but i don't need love to feel this way
he said i could spend the night
i said thanks but that's alright
you can paint your number on my face
but i'm not into sleeping at someone else's place
chorus
i'm bowlegged and starving, but
walkin' home happy
let this mark the moment
when i felt freedom ring
i've got my laptop for pleasure
and my guitar for pain
love's a buried treasure
but i don't need love to feel this way
bridge
when brooklyn tossed a bone, it landed in my wishing well
took the train for hours to this roach motel
sometimes it's worth it, sometimes it's hot
sometimes he loves me, sometimes he loves me not
chorus
i'm bowlegged and starving, but
walkin' home happy
let this mark the moment
when i felt freedom ring
i've got my laptop for pleasure
and my guitar for pain
love's a buried treasure
but i don't need love to feel this way

> three weeks and counting til hes on his way to france
not a dime in his pocket, but a ticket in his hand
hes a cynical bastard, but theres hope in his eyes
its been a long time comin, spent a long time runnin from his insides

he tries hard to songwrite his way out of bed
but nothing tastes as clever as it sounded in his head
he wants to get his teeth wet and sink his feet in
he should have billions of dollars, cuz every assholes put two cents in

chorus
but he writes the songs and he can say what he wants, yeah, he can be who he wants to
and they say hes wrong, but they keep tagging along, yeah, they can leave if they want to
and his way will never meet yours
hes got the world on his back and watch him take it on all fours

9 out of 10 motherfuckers agree
that his fucking foul language is a fucking travesty
but motherfucking fuck is just another fucking word
the idea a word is dirty is to him fucking absurd

chorus

bridge
and this world will soon be the death of him
and his voice will fade away
and his jeans will be all thats left of him
and theyll wonder if he was okay
and the alkiesll say it was drinkin
and the preacherll say it was sin
and his motherll say he was thinkin
only of himself again
and the gays they will say it was straight people
and the straights will said it was AIDS
and hell be in line at the gate
people still standing in his way, in his way

chorus

two bodies pressed together
two boys are falling hard
the smell of sweat and leather
a kinky greeting card

crazy about each other
we both have fucked up pasts
but when we are together
we have a fucking blast

i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
i wanna be a housewife, yeah
and that's just where i'm at

i'm making guacamole
he's working on the car
when he grills turkey burgers
he knows i like them charred

i like to wash the dishes
i like to scrub the floors
don't mind doing his laundry
what are boyfriends for


i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
i wanna be a housewife, yeah
and that's just where i'm at

i wanna have his baby
i wanna wear his ring
he drives me fuckin crazy
i am his everything


i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
i wanna be a housewife, yeah
and that's just where i'm at

i wanna be a housewife
what's so wrong with that
can't wait 'til he's in my life, yeah
cuz we haven't met

we haven't met yet
we haven't met yet

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