Hot Car in the Sun

Parisian revelry Unapologetic apathy I guess it's the way it has to be Made my bed, and I brushed my teeth Didn't think about dying Got up to face another day Maybe you're the same Maybe you're afraid, too I love you I am you Chopped the celery and made the soup Didn't have much else to do I was dreaming of my ex-wife's face It's just painful to walk around It's just painful to talk out loud I know this pain is not my own Felt so hot in the parking lot The car windows were all rolled up Just a dog dying in the Chevrolet Baby, it's okay I love you Baby, it's okay 'Cause I wanted to Love you Well, they gouged out my eyes But I could still see So it didn't seem that important to sleep anymore