turn off the black light

 
metallic visions of pain flash in the neon light
a strobe light of fuckery
did you get your heart from a cracker jack box...woman?
 
sipping a slurpy and half of its whiskey
let the sun go down on me I'm too shiny
shade me with anarchy my feelings are rioting
fighting for shotgun it's a bloody mess in here
 
I tell fear to get in the back seat
now it's fighting me for the wheel
right turn Clyde at totally fucked up
 
drop me off at the Johnny Quick
I'm going to do a beer run
drink them down with my self-doubt
that creepy little bastard thinks he's sheriff in town
 
I'm laying down marshall law
it's everyone for themselves
looted love pawned for a quick twenty
with one last look I walk away
I know I'm never coming back to you
 
file my heart under missing persons
it will always remain an unsolved mystery
there's a serial killer on the loose
cremated remains can't identify anyone
 
still deep down I will always know
I broke your heart
and locked it away inside this shitty poem