Meltdown (Slobberbone)

Ten minutes to meltdown, I'm having a drink And I've don't think you care, no I don't even think About you or the hands that you say you don't love As you hold them so tight while the sky up above Opens up and rains down with an unholy bore There's holes in the ceiling and holes in the floor There's holes in these walls once so covered with grime Hey baby, it's the end of the world, have a good time Tectonically speaking integrity's lost I don't feel foundation was ever at cost Just some old bricks and mortar, some holes to be filled This plywood and prefab can all be rebuilt It's just toothpicks and twine, some matchsticks and paste But it's all too late now, oh my God what a waste And I feel the ground shaking, I hear a strange sound Hey baby, it's the end of the world, I will see you around Affection is earthbound, our crushes of stone But these all fall away, still you're never alone When your one mode of function's steadfast deconstruction Of attachments once forged with a fiery rambunction And I can't help but think way before the big sink That the streets of Atlantis already held a stink And I can't help but know way deep down in my soul That the best has already come and now it's time to go So sign all your yearbooks, give a last glance We've all missed the prom, but you're used to this dance Soon a figure less shadow will drown out the sun Hey baby, it's the end of the world, I hope you have fun I hope you have fun I hope you have fun