Eye Contact

You hit the dog with the paper then I swore at you I’m growing older and I’m growing a shorter fuse Do it again I think I might slug you back You’d probably deserve it, and it’s sad it’s come to that I don’t endorse a thing you do - the popsicle sticks And empty soda cans that led to the hospital trips I know I’m too old for Superman, but you could still be something to me But nothing I see lately’s gonna bring that back Life ain’t all about just hating your job We should unplug the TV, I’ve been saying to Mom She said she still loves you. Same for me, I think Oh, but it’s hard ‘cause this is you, not even pills and drinks. Hey ayy ayy After small-talk and rehashed jokes there’s nothing left to say It feels like and it felt like yesterday I know it’s tough, you’re old, but I wish you had some friends Cause maybe we’re not enough to make you laugh again Ran into John the other day and he asked me How you’ve been, and I didn’t say half-asleep No, I said you were fine, but I’m full of shit We’re full of shit when we say it’s better than this Life ain’t all about dozing off to reruns Where’s that drive? C’mon, the road ain’t covered in speedbumps And it’s hard to tell what and if you want back When we talk without much eye contact Eye contact, hey ayy ayy Let’s make some eye contact Some eye contact Let’s make some eye contact sometime soon