Curbside Service

A Harbored Distaste

Curbside Service


Goodbye mom and dad
Sorry for all the grief
It seems you never trusted me
Until it was time to leave this empty room
It speaks to you with words that i once said
Remembering the past regrets
I wish you would forget tonight
Put you all behind and drive away from all the times
We never had the time to realize we weren't friends
Please don't think that this means that i won't miss a few of you
When i leave the city for escapades in black and white
So on saturday night the bottle and i discuss our lives
And it seems to be he knows so much than me
So we speak until sunrise when i close my eyes
And drift away to northern states from parkways
To turnpikes to toll roads and street lights
For overcrowded lecture halls just a few blocks away
My only escape take the green line out
From cities to snow banks harboring this distance