Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
I lost my humor
I saw it dissolve in a smile with teeth big and frosty
I lost my humor
Poked with your cattle prod on my slot on daytime TV
I've lost my humor
Assume that they see and assume that they like it
I lost my humor
I was bored to death by your song and the rest of popular culture
I lost my humor
That means I give up any plan to be remorseful tomorrow
I lost my humor
Doomed to live with and negotiate your sorrow
I lost my humor
You gave me the kiss of life, I forced a ring on the outer glass
I lost my humor
What's left is paranoia, a million questions, betrayal in your eyes
I lost my humor
Saw it slip like eggs down your throat
Stuck in my hand found the morning special
I lost my humor
Now I'm Ben Hur on a chariot, I'm being cruel and boastful
I lost my humor
I stop and pay my money as I passed through the toll
I lost my humor
I can't stop you from making me ___
I lost my spirit
It's like a ghost that haunts me, it can't get its breath laughing so hard
I lost my spirit
Like a window that I smashed, trying to fit it back together
I lost my spirit
Slipped out of my pocket when I slipped on a banana peel
I lost my spirit
Standing on the edge of a world I can't touch or feel
I lost my spirit
Saw you put it in your pocket
I lost my spirit
My spirit is gone
My spirit is gone
Lost My Humor was written by Mark Eitzel.