"Dive"

what are you to do
if a double-decker bus
were to come right along
and hit one of us
we're not really psychics
but we know it's comin'
not sure what
but it's a terrible somethin'

i kept all your love letters
they're like little songs to me

and hidden in a desk drawer
folded tight like sculpted origami
and each time i re-read them
my heart jumps a moving ship
or your bullet shoots right past
only inches from me being hit

what are you to do
if you're singing a christmas song
and every fucker in the room
suddenly stops singing along
we're not exactly actors
but wear the masks well
it isn't really the truth
if you're good at the stories you
can tell

i hear my cat make noises
he purrs when he's elated
and any rational breathing human
inhales tightly when being sufficated
we're sick of confidence
and diseased of false pretenses
dive into the conversation babe
and make sense of my sentences

just dive into the conversation
for once
and make sense of my sentences