Blood

I can't wait for another
sorry number unlisted
where the fuck are they?
where did the other lady go?
set up my expectations
and then disappeared
standing always in parking lot's
last one on the beach waiting
the sun sets and so do I
on this pedestal made of piss
sometimes I think she might know
Just how fucked up I've become
and she doesn't want to be blamed
maybe she's the one
I get my cinasism from
maybe she's the one toxic
who spread her disease
rained down on my life
the acid rain
the train wreck
called my life
she has nothing to be proud of
she decided she didn't want
to wake up to a screaming baby
it was the 60's
I'm sure she had more partying to do
did she leave the evil spawn 
of addiction to me
she didn't give me the beautiful
green eyes
because they say her's were brown
why the fuck won't she save me
she didn't save me then
they said she found it hard
to sign the adoption papers
hell, how hard could it have been
it's 42 years later and I
stand here
positively screaming blood.