it's hard to tie my shoes
when your lips are missing
from my neck and ears and thighs and all

i really just want to escape
all those people telling me
life is not a joke

and [bad word] a troubadour with a guitar on my back
so i can sing to you
all that i ever wanted to say
to you

it's hard to tie my shoes when
the television's screaming words that i don't understand

i really just want to pretend
that i like living in this game
and playing without you

so i will buy some velcro shoes
with gold and blue on top
that will make me happy
everything else is disappointing

it's hard to tie my shoes when
your lips are missing from my neck and ears and thighs and face

i really just want to escape
i really just want to escape
i really just want to escape