Swan paddle boats, nail biting

Sky writing like paint drying

“I love you, Sarah, more than life

Will you be my wife?”

This city’s full of quitters

Lost lapsitters, contest winners

Where do you want this to go?

**** if I know

If you tell a lie for long enough

Then it becomes the truth

I am gonna be okay someday

With or without you

We’ve got rubberneckers, broken records

Why-don’t-you-get-back-togethers

Never run to catch a bus

There’ll be another one

I’m a self esteem vending machine

A doctor’s office magazine

A funhouse at the county fair

A staircase to nowhere

If you tell a lie for long enough

Then it becomes the truth

I am gonna be okay someday

With or without you