Your Cat

She smoked one-hundreds when I met her
She tried to quit before she left me
I’m not so sure if that’s important
Free association gets me dizzy
They ask, «What's the reason for your appointment?»
I try to come up with something vague
She asks if I’m going to the party
I tell her I’m going to the party
It’s so hot by noon I just get queasy
It’s so hot by 2 I stay inside
I try to put down a cup of coffee
He asks how much I’m drinking and I lie
But doctors are always trying to tell you
Some torturous way to live your life
It’s not like they know everything ever
Hey man, I went to college too
But all of the kids I met on campus
Are settled down beside the sea
Some days I wish that I could be that
Sometimes I forget to spit out the seeds
I’ll make it through this if it kills me
And when it kills me I’ll come back
Jesus will make me a disciple
Or maybe he’ll let me be your cat
I wait to be led into temptation
As I lay a load across the street
Catherine is smoking pot above me
Watching Hellraiser on tv
Tomorrow I’m driving to Chicago
Tonight I am kneeling from the puke
Still doing all I can to understand
One more erotic nightmare about you