My Husband Was a Poet

It really is a shame when you ignore your friends from down the hall
And at night when you think why, there are no reasons left at all
It really is a shame when you swallow down pills
Because you hate life so much you can't look for other thrills
It really is a shame when you drink until you lose
All your eyesight and money, and your real friend is the booze
It really is a shame when you lose all your sleep
To a television set that only makes you weak
It really is a shame when she never leaves your mind
You stare all the pictures and try to forget that time

It really is a shame when you see other women walk by
Even though it's masturbation you still feel like it's a crime
It really is a shame when you look into a magazine
Staring at the rich and famous, wondering how they're sane
It really is a shame when you talk shit about those you know
Then when you dial phone numbers there is no place to go
It really is a shame when your parents kick you out the house
You try to find security in family but your only relation is a mouse
It really is a shame when you lost your money years ago
And all your ideas were lost in the cash flow
It really is a shame when you quit your job at the restaurant
And at night when you think about your dreams you can't figure out what you want
It really is a shame when you drop out of school
You spend all day writing nonsense thinking that you're cool
It really is a shame when you try to recall where
You fucked everything up then you realize it was here
It really is a shame when you think of your hometown
And how you've never left knowing you'll die in this same ground
It really is a shame seeing a picture when you were a kid
Then you scream and shout and wonder what the fuck you did
It really is a shame when you can only look in the past
You see all the beautiful memories that could never ever last
It really is a shame when you can't get out of bed
Then you snuggle up to a gun blowing a hole straight through your head