Crutches - Crumb

Part scraping knee, part broken teeth

Half boredom, half bad night’s sleep

I’m collapsing and I don’t care

It’s not like I’m without nothing to do

It’s not like I’m without my bad days

And now she’s coasting over me

She’s over me

I told you so, the vim is gone

I wonder what went wrong

And now I know I’m in between

I’ve come to grips with what that means

I stop, did I miss my turn

What didn’t I learn was I not around when roll was called

I stop, did I miss my turn

Another round when boredom becomes fear

Just give me something I can use

But with the knowledge it might be abused

I just sit in my room

I just stare at these walls

And now recall it doesn’t help me at all

I wish I was in eighth grade

I could shoulder tap to buy a pack of Parliaments

I know I was underage at least I’d try

And now she’s gone away, that’s done now

And all my days end the same

And how I sit in my room and

Think about what could have been

I just sit in my room

I just stare at these walls

And now recall it doesn’t help me at all