Texty: Ani Difranco. Puddle Dive. Back Around.

My lipstick jumped ship to a styrofoam cup
With the coffee gone the conversation strong
All I got left to give, baby, is up
But sentiments like shadows grow, oh so long

Guess, I gotta go, don't get up, don't cry
It's really very simple, just kiss my cheek and say, goodbye
I never really go anywhere anyway
I just pass through from time to time

Bye, bye, baby, baby, bye, bye
Maybe, I'll see you next time I'm in town
Maybe, when I'm through falling off the face of the earth
I'll come back around, you know, I love to come back around

Ten hours of driving will make your mind kind of numb
But it's better than ten dollars an hour slamming a hammer on my thumb
And it's better than five dollars an hour selling people shit
I wouldn't buy myself at least at the end of the day
I'm always somewhere else

Bye, bye, baby, baby, bye, bye
Maybe, I'll see you next time I'm in town
Maybe, when I'm through falling off the face of the earth
I'll come back around, you know, I love to come back around