Barcelona

Do you know the day when you decided to stop being loved?

Or have you always been a low high functioning sociopath?

It's hard to know exactly when a pimp is turned into a whore

Is that when you decided no one matters to you anymore.

Was it in Barcelona?

Was it Montreal?

When did you start to think your brothers were all against you?

Was it in Seattle?

Or in the Philippines?

When did you start to think that we're all just an end to your means?

Is that all this really means ….to you?

You're not the man I thought I knew

Not even worthy of a D side song

What a shame, what a loss, was it really worth the cost

Of losing everything and everyone who ever loved you

I know a feckless nofx less neckless shell of a man with and endless war he waged upon himself

Was it in Barcelona?

Was it in Berlin?

When did your paranoia really start to kick in

Was it in San Francisco?

Was it Echo Park?

When did all the light in your life turn completely dark

If you know a feckless nofx less no good dilettante with a denseness that thinks checkers is a just chess-less Tik Tac Toe

The man I thought I'd always know

The man who was convinced to tear it all apart

He was the last man I ever thought would break my heart