Brian sometimes has less than desirable luck with women, like this one time we went down to the French quarter in New Orleans and this girl was like, "Hey Cutey" to Brian (this is not out of the ordinary because Brian is basically the sexiest guy you will ever meet). So, Brian ends up visiting the Burger King bathroom with her, if you know what I'm sayin'. Heinous screams soon alerted the rest of the band who were trying to load film into their cameras to bust in on them that something was awry. Armed with our proton packs we busted down the stall door to find that the "girl" Brian was unwillingly engaging in coitus with was actually a hideous space octopus! Needless to say we had to regulate. The situation was resolved, but never again will Brian be able to use his left eye
or testicle.
I wish things never changed
If I could have my way
Tomorrow would be just a carbon copy of today
Ink dispersed on white
The pages that I write
Might mean something now but they will soon drift from your eyes
Why is it so predictable to me?
Formulaic tragedy...
If chambers of my heart
Were sectioned into parts
I would hide the four compartments far from your remarks
Cause if this heart must break
At least divide the pain
If you find and deflate one piece, leave three breaths to remain
I'm all complaints
But you're entertained
By all my calls for your permanence
All I can do
Is wait here for you
Left to stand with fate's uncompromising hands