Porchrail

I've got a case

Of the stares

Like you

Wouldn't believeEveryone moves

Around with me

I try to focus

But I can't keep still

And since you're kind

I think you willJust hold right there

Don't move or blink

Just need a minute

To sit and thinkI've got span of attention

As long as my teeth

Every urge on that swing

Turns tragically freeThere's nothing

More attractive

Like the thing

You can't haveI've got every intention

Of loosing my tie

From the motivation

To make this man mineJust hold right there

Don't move or blink

Just need a minute

To sit and thinkI'm going to be sick

I think I'm going to be sick