Both of Us

Both of Us

well it’s blue in the bowl and it’s pink on the wrist

you take a little off the top, take everything

a two-week vacation it comes down to this

you get a waiting room, bag full of magazines

it’s pre-dawn for a car ride

we’re going to get something of your chest

but the boy down the hall got a stuffed superhero

and Smiley won’t ask, but he’ll tell you what’s best

and you’re mad

why you angry

why you angry enough for the both us now

and there’s no sense trying to worry

about something you can’t change anyhow

they wheel you although you could walk it

we’re going to count backward from ten

nine …

eight …

get up and get dressed cause you’re home again home again

and you’re mad …

and all the old women will call on the phone lines

and ask Him to make it all right

but you’re riding shotgun

anesthesia driving

and i’m in the back seat I’m seething

you know I’m mad …