Nothing but a Dirty Paper

There is nothing but a really dirty old paper that I am writing these words on.

I am nearly there where I want to be again but I am almost gone.

Every thing is like um... going to be okay... and there is really nothing going so wrong.

I am just here writing of a really lame old song,

And maybe eventually I will have to pay.

For all of the strange things that I will have to say.

Then that it is things will be going of this strange way.

Oh... Hi... Um hey.

What is up?

You pup?