Throwing Punches

Make a list of what you’ll need
Pack the knives, and pack the bread
And then pray for holy things
But first, be careful what you wish for
And next, be sure before you crawl through open doors
(Is this what you meant?)
Slicker with rain and exhaust
I pushed my life into a duffel bag
Crushed against the walls
It’s not safe out here
Slicker with rain and exhaust
Smelling like sugar and seedy regem
Crushed against the walls
It’s not safe out here
Is this what you meant by love?
To throw a punch with the comeback kids
You’ve given me desires
With a catch of hope and fate
Is this what you meant by love?
Crashing cars with the coolest kids
You’ve given me my one desire
Even though it’s dangerous