I'll go swimming in firewater with my polyester friends
I guess it's nice to have company until I dry up again
I've lied to myself for so long that honesty is overdue
Sometimes the only reason why is the thought of being with you
Do you think they can remember what it feels like to be intimate at all?
Little do they know this will never resolve
Why don't they care at all?
I'll watch them stitch together nylon thoughts and lycra concerns
It's amazing how far they will go to make sure they're old fabric burns
I've tried to put the ashes back together but it's so hard to undo
Sometimes the only reason why is the thought of being with you
Why do they always look like caricatures hung high up on the wall?
Those who climb the highest have the farthest to fall
Why do they care at all?
I'll watch them wear themselves out but never see them tear
I guess they'll never untangle the threads that they don't even know are there
Doesn't feel like I'm living when my feelings are the only thing that's true
Sometimes the only reason why is the thought of being with you
Sometimes the only reason why is the thought of being with you
Sometimes I feel like the reason why is that someday I'll be with you