The Neighbor

I leave my door unlocked
So when you're done inspecting pipe
You can sneak on up and see your place in reverse
I'm waiting in this broken bed

With my head on the wall I scream
Waiting to build a life in the prints
Of your bare feet in the grass
Aching to wrap your snake around my neck

I hit my head on the Edison bulb
And you gaze right back at me
While it swings to the beat of my pulse
I trip on your camera after drinking you too much
You help me up at the waist
Your feet pointing up to my heart
Your arms open wide, smile even wider

I want nothing more than for you to open the door
Let me give you the ride of your life on the stairs
Leave my face wet then you'll leave a trail up to your room

But I know I could never be your wife
I know you'll never put those glasses on
But you carry me by the chain in your pocket
Dragged along each and every day

A crush to my back and a yank on my leg
With your thinning hair and darkest plumage
And a yin and a yang and a blue and a red and I...