An Evening In With the Cat

If I had a bottle of pills I’d dump them out inside my mouth Take the last few swigs of vodka And swallow all of them down If I had a big sharp knife I’d drag the cold steel across my skin If I thought for a moment it might Bring this feeling to an end I’d stare down the barrel If I had a gun Find the trigger with my finger Pull it and be done If I had a car I’d park inside the garage Leave the motor running Till the poison filled my lungs If I had a rope I’d make myself a noose Dangle there in my own doorway Till somebody cut me loose If I had someone to love I'd probably treat them bad Since that's all that I've known In relationships of the past If I had a heart in my chest I'd be able to forgive and forget But there is nothing left Of that beating mass of flesh So I'll just continue Sitting all alone and in the dark A typical evening in with the cat Doesn't seem that bad after all.