Laura
Calls me
In the middle of the night


Passes on her
Painful information

Then these careless fingers
They get caught in her vice


Til they're bleeding
On my coffee table
Living alone isn't all that

It's cracked up to be

I'm on her side

Why does she push the poison on me?

Laura

Has a very hard time
All her life has
Been one long disaster

Then she tells me
She suddenly believes she's seen
A very good sign

She'll be taking
Some aggressive action
I fight her wars

While she's slamming her doors
In my face


Failure to break
Was the only mistake
That she made


Here I am
Feeling like a $#&@ing fool

Do I react the way exactly
She intends me to?


Everytime I think I'm off the hook
She makes me lose my cool
I'm her machine

And she can punch all the keys
And she can push any button I was programmed through


Laura
Calls me
When she needs a good fix

All her questions
Will get sympathetic answers
I should

Be so
Immunized
To all of her tricks


She's surviving
On her second chances

Sometimes I feel like this
Godfather deal is all wrong


How can she hold an umbilical chord
For so long?


I've done everything I can
What else am I supposed to do
I'm her machine

And she can punch all the keys
And she can push any button
I was programmed through


Laura
Loves me

Even if I don't care

That's my problem

That's her sacred absolution
If she had to
She would put herself in my chair
Even though I
Faced electrocution

She always says
I'm the best friend that
She's ever had

How do you

Hang up on someone
Who needs you that bad?