Having Forgotten II

Well today was just the worst but surely the evening's better.
Remember a time when I was robbed point blank?
An identity was stolen that time.
Having forgotten my wallet's a passport
to many untold pleasures I really wish I could afford.

I bought a stack of porn books?
Hey now don't give me those looks...
I also bought a sports car I've never driven.
Now I want to stay at home in bed.

Reality was split in two maybe shifted at some point.
Now there's a mess to sort, oh yes it's that bad.
Now I've got a brand new card.
I do tend to be forgetful.
It's such an awkward moment when I am the one holding the line.

The pressure doesn't help me either.
Hey now don't give me those looks...
I guess I'll just get out of the line.
Now I want to stay at home in bed.

I think I'm done with life.
Huh?!?
Did you think I'll go suicidal?
Not that I wouldn't if I weren't allergic to death.
A foreshadow of my demise.
It's something I can always foresee.
Just thinking about something like that has really gotten me nervous.

What if I die in the shower?
Hey now don't give me those looks...
This is such a serious problem.
Now I want to stay at home in bed.
Just stay at home in bed.
Forever at home in bed...

Oh, by the way, my car was stolen...