Untitled #2

from by Roger Heathers

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'Leave the hanger on the door', said the trucker to the maid
'Disconnect the phone'
And I don't know how I'm supposed to take these aches from my belly and my bones all on my own

(God is watching from above)
God is watching from above with a telescopic lens while you're out of reach
Waiting for a miracle to come while you're staring down the sun with your finger on your keys

We can't hold out forever
Something's gotta give and I think it's gonna be me
We can't hold on together
Something's gotta give and I think it's gonna be me

(In the middle of the night)
In the middle of the night we were talking on the phone
She couldn't sleep
I was staring at a picture of a man with a rifle in his hand while I listened to her speak

(How long can I delay?)
How long can I delay?
It's a habit I can't break, like saccharine
Staring in the mirror at a man with a future in his hands while I listened to her speak

She said
'We can't hold on forever
Something's gotta give and I think it's gonna be me'
We can't hold on together
Something's gotta give and I think it's gonna be me
Something's gotta give and I think it's gonna be me

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from GRIM, released October 25, 2019

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