All Up the Seething Coast - The Mountain Goats

I eat a couple Milky Ways for breakfast

I take my coffee light and sweet

Show up for dinner when you tell me to

And I heap the sugar high and white on everything I eat

Carry an apple in my pocket

I write reminders on my skin

Clip meaningless pictures from old magazines

I tape them to the walls, it’s a bad place I’m in

And nothing you can say or do will stop me

And a thousand dead friends can’t stop me

I go back to places I remember

See what’s been going on without me

Stare down the strangers at the bus stop

Pretend they’ve been gossiping about me

White sugar by the spoonful

Cantaloupes and grapes and watermelons

I force it down like it was medicine

Anybody asks, you tell 'em what you want to tell 'em

But the best you’ve got is powerless against me

And all your little schemes break when they come crashing up against me

Ah