The New Denial
I can't do this anymore:
Stay in, black out, hit the floor.
I've forgotten what I'm hiding from
But mama called and cried to me,
"baby, your anniversary was last tuesday."
That's right...okay, I guess it slipped my mind.
And that's fine with me, I guess,
Though it came as a surprise.
I gotta celebrate my memory's retreat
It's finally forgetting things.
I pushed it away. I let histroy lie.
Finally memory sleeps.
Goodnight.
It's gonna be all right okay?
I'm leaving everything behind
So goodnight, farewell-and cheers
To the new denial.
Exhausted with the born again routine...
You die a little bit each time you smile.
So grit your teeth, they like you happy.
