A Better Man

I hope you’re breathing well and made it through the flight
I hope you learn to sleep with all these flashing lights
I hope your feet don’t hurt, I hope they treat you nice
I hope your teeth won’t crack from chewing all this ice
I hear you lost some weight, I bet you’re feeling small
I hear you did not hear anything at all
I hear you’re already here and you’re not letting go
I hear and can see quite clear how it ends up in tears, how it ends up in so
and so…
And please wake up a better man
I know you want it too
Turn the rust back into sand
Please wake up a better man
Or else just let me through
I hope you can
So let the bed bugs bite 'till they blood-let the night
And when morning comes, let up, let down, put up a hell of a fight
Hold still, if you will, try to think it through
Hold still — it’s just a thrill, the joy of killing you’re addicted to
Hold still — for what you spill is best served chilled but has no use
So please wake up a better man
I know you want it too
Turn the rust back into sand
Please wake up a better man
Or else just let me through
I hope you can