he's trying to call collect
suppose i should call back
my bus leaves early morning
swimming here since thursday
burning through my stacks
and you find out who i am
then you want to turn me in
my bus leaves early morning
and when there are no cups to fill
where the sidewalk disappears
you and i will make amends
with our daggers in our hands
they will say i knew him when
before he once had friends
with a life you would curate