But At

Who’s that man
with the woman I want who don’t want me?
Who the fuck’s bag is on my seat?

What’s that song
that makes me think of everything I forgot?
I’m so many more things than I am not.

I’m like, everything
So many things
Man, it’s like everything
Up, down, here, gone, silent, loud
Proud
Watch me spread my wings
Not on but at
Looking down
I’m like, everything
Watch me spread my wings

Honestly
Can’t wait to be
Near the woman who don’t want me

When is never
when it’s when you’re waiting for. That’s when.
When’s the next time you’ll be around?

Why is water
more calming when it’s moving than when it’s still?
Why’s the sky by the sea a never ending thrill?

Honestly
I never thought this is how I’d be
With the woman who don’t want me