Ice Cream With The Enemy

<br>Face it.<br>I`m catching all your drifts.<br>They`re blowing eastward, through my door and out my window.<br>Originate in mouth.<br>In innuendos.<br>Every word is meant to hurt.<br>Meant to feel like war.<br>I`ve had enough.<br>All`s fair only when the weather is.<br>The air is right for shooting down my best intentions,<br>but all the good it`s done.<br>We`ll never mention.<br>Just like the worst. Just like the worst.<br>Hot tounges and poor little lungs are burnt to a crisp from fire that we spit.<br>No wins with sharp bloody pins that we`ve hired and fired at will.<br>They`re sticking in my skin.<br>I`ve had enough.<br>Allies are worthless in this shit-faced fucking<br>that I fear has grown to pity me for the damage done<br>and you for the healing.<br>When neither side has meant to hurt.<br>Now when I get lost.<br>I follow the blood trail home to my disgust<br>and think of all the wrong things I could be doing...<br>and all the good times I could ruin.<br>&quot;Hey, I wouldn`t worry about it man.<br>Do what you can try not to hide.&quot;<br>&quot;Hey, I wouldn`t worry about it man.<br>Do what you can to feel alive.&quot;