Parking Lot

There’s a version of me that hangs out in parking lots In my brain …or my subconscious… Whatever He has a car, the hood is popped Talking to some other mes I don’t recognize Gathered around Staring down at the engine block Milder mes But this guy This show-off showing off Kinda rules He obviously knows a lot about cars I Or the me I most am Drives by in the backseat of my parents’ car Wondering what it’s like To care that much about chrome Sincerely I’d like to teach the world to sing (fuck) Anything!