The twistinside

I'm gonna get a new tattoo
Black and stretching around my arm
Like a life that is visable and real
I know, I know it's stupid
and immature
I just want to give shape to the face
That twists inside
Both you and me

Breathing fire-
doesn't look good on a resume
Neither does anything else we do
We got to get ready for the real world
Yeah yeah we got to grow up

You know I like to die for awhile
Everyday in the afternoon
I like to let the arms of a bar
Wrap around me tight
I'm just going to sprawl
in the front booth
Big drink above my head
Cross eyes and smiling as
I watch the world
Go twisting by

I don't want to die with you,
Or live in the same dark room
I don't want to see your
bloodshot eyes no more, no more
I just want to take this girl-
all curls and big brown eyes
Man I can't take the pain
of wanting her, needing her