could you actually blame

[Steve]

Could you actually blame me
For wanting to be
Anything? Just ash and eyes, pills and teeth
Could you actually name me?
Who am I,
Who am I to question why
Blue is sky, green is trees
And loves your eyes;
Spider and fly, dog and cat,
Remembering every spot where we sat?
Where’s the boy that sang
Not caring if it was flat;
Your ears grown cold, all those
Whispers, where’d they go?
Buried down beneath the ash
Beneath the snow, stuck in a rut
In a valve of my heart
Trapped like miners after it collapsed,
And when was that?

Could you actually blame me
For wanting to be
Anything? Just drugs and legs, dust and decay
Could you actually name me?
Who am i
Who am I to question why
We’re at war, if there’s more
And loves your thighs?
The birds and bees instead of
Dirt and seeds, remembering only half what you need?
Where’s the boy you picked up in your car
Who had nothing, not even a care after they
Stole his guitar?
Your mouth is wet
Where went the thirst
That I once cured?
I would have thought for sure
It’d take longer,
I’m not even half as strong as you once were.

Could you actually blame me
For wanting to be
Anything? Just pity and pulse, apathy and adam’s apple
Could you actually name me?
Could you?