Spit In The Wind

I scrape my fingernails
To get the green off these dirty teeth
I see you staring back at me
I always hated wishful thinking
But at least it's not a dream
Am I really crazy?
Do you really hate me?
Are we really thinking the same thing?
Father pissing on the Christmas tree
Suicide for the family
The homeless prophet on T.V
Tells a story about love and time
I thought I lost her
But then I found her
Now she's sitting by my side