Where Have You Gone

Oh I could give a straight up goddamn

I could give you four or five of them

I got a thousand in my bank account

Break it open let the goddamns walk out

All my traumas hinge upon

Some convoluted axiom

Of the cube of x plus why

Equals itself divided by now

Where have you gone?

I been to south of highland falls before

I am a waiter in a furniture store

I'm in demand and I'm unsure why

I get to roll with the fliest of the fly

All my limbs are sticks and lines

My head's a point upon my spine,

I can't get no quadrilateral

I can't say half empty or half full now

And slapping at the angles of the shape you're in,

Left sleeve in velvet,

Right sleeve in sharkskin

All your laughs snapping like a dog bark

Left here looking for girls that glow in the dark