P.O.S. - That One lyrics

Okay, time
Bring a pen, a pad, a couch, a blanket
Pillow and I'm out
I wrote this thing from 31st to Clinton
Foaming at the mouth
Can I sleep in your den? I'm mad 'bout
How she's shanking me with my house
I wrote this thing from amongst the best
She aimed it out, the time
Give me the biggest fucking shot
Of disastrous ass backwards
Triple X 1000 proof shit in a glass
Better get the whole bottle
Better yet I'll get water, I don't drink
Just give me the keys to your Civic
And direct us to the brink i'm, um
I'm kind of in the mood to get shot
I'm sort of kind of in the
Mood for suicide by cop
The little fake hold up the
Clerk but I'm not loaded


The jerk at his work at my worst
'Bout to burst, it's a loaded gun
And when the cops come
I'll aim it at they face until
They lay me to waste
People will blame it on race, riot
And fuck up the place
Deface all in they path and
That's what I call a crime of passion
Time, give me some NyQuil and a Tylenol
I wanna dream in space
But not the shit that I do to the wall
And maybe I should call
And maybe I just fuck the fuck off
This is my fault, and I fucked it all
What am I, 10 again?
This shit was messed up from the beginning
And I knew I'd fall in love
And then I'd lose it and lose a friend
Maybe it's her fault she never seemed to try
Time, give me a second
I've got something in my eye

Love to the next hugs kisses to the sex life
Hot with emotion, baby, tell me what you need
Sex to the love to the then
Not enough, to the anger
How'd you lose your love for the leaves?

Drowning i'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning

Time until she turned and can't sleep
I'm sorry to keep you upright never mind man
Hey, what's up good night, good night, guys
My bright eyes ain't shuttin'
I'm sick of arguing
So barging in seemed like it
Would help something
My puppy love turned to a
Leashed dog and a steamer
I'm on a plane, she's riding
Pistol in a Beamer, yo
I'm thinkin' my best plan involves a
Meat cleaver and a steak knife
Someone's gonna die tonight, but not her
Not my princess, not my baby bird
Not my sweet chickadee turned angry vulture
Clawing nerves
Red, tough, black and white and dead all over
Ask the hour, "How many licks does it
Take before it's over?" "Twice is nice"
I asked you, "Please
Toss my taped up clover"

Neither of us listen (Neither of us listen)
I asked you, "Please
Toss my taped up clover"

But neither of us listen
Till we both pay the price like

Why you never listening?
Why you never there?
Why you gotta be like this?
Why don't you care? Please, baby, talk to me
Please go away please, will you look at me?
Please, baby, stay can we stop this shit?
Can we try? Can we make a go of it?
Please don't cry can we stop this shit?
Can we try? Can we make a go of it?
Please don't cry

Drowning i'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning

I'm not waving, I'm drowning

I remember bruised head, and a bruised heart
And I remember
Tossing with tears, cause the sleep's hard
If you remember
That faint smell on a pillow cover
Is not the smell of love anymore
That's loss and pain vain happiness, you're
No longer the recipient of casual looks
I see they say you're all I see
So much compassion in her stare
How can it be in the back of my eyelids
Haunting me
A picture featuring your fat lower lip
And brown hair
Yo your side of my bed is cold and will be
Remember when you fill my side with So-And-So
And so you bought that bed with me
You picked the sheets, and spent the time
You broke in the springs with me
Your first decision now change up your
Life and give it a try
With all the guys in the world
Remember that you chose me
My bestyou can have it if you want it

I gotta know, I gotta feel like this
Cause life goes any day that it can
Any day that it can
I need a knuckle to absorb
It's a different kind of love
You're missing - best friends
Cause everybody's fine and it's freedom again