CAN'T CRY from WELCOME BACK by powerbleeder

At your job you get time to talk
I’m waiting in line to say what I want
I’m just a regular
I’m the scribbled name on receipt paper

Some of them say that I’m just too soft
Clara’s concerned I’m not queer enough
I’m like the hologram of your vacant father
In piss-stained pants
clapping his hands like it’s alright

Every night I’m feeling so lonely
Every time I wish you could hold me
I’m staring at my face in the bathroom, and I can’t cry

Is it the last time?
I’m doing what my energy told me
Everything about you don’t feel right
Conversations end with a cold hug and a bus ride

I’m not alright
Every night I’m feeling so lonely
Every time I wish you could hold me
I’m staring at my face in the bathroom, and I can’t cry

Is this a good bye?
I’m never getting used to that feeling
Just like a little hole in the ceiling
I’m staring at my face in the bathroom
and I can’t cry

Summer picnic in hollyhock
I’m running the circuit to find a spot
I even fool around with
the curious strangers from out of town

Watching movies won’t get me far
I’m calling my brother who talks a lot
Always a fire truck or an ambulance screaming passed my house
Guess that’s home in the end

• Experimental
• Seattle