Thirty Five

Beat down my walls, flit amidst the rain, hover at infirmary's door, thank god for my home, you are my shame, always looking to roam, what are you doing this for, just leave on a train. I'm not divined by whores, why can't you atone, dance away the pain, blow love down a trombone, you chart away the score, your face a savage shade, say I'll pay you roar, don't spit on the floor, spinning out your games, no one needs you anymore, you always touch the bone, never want to say, the time is too raw, face yourself again.