Nothing ever works out for me. Ever.

The baby pooped as I was putting her in the car
have to back track
running late again
as I always do
I stepped in gum
at the 7-Eleven
again
Nothing ever goes right for me
nothing ever goes my way
not ever
no, never

Their stocks always go up
mine always go down
bad timing
bad mojo
bad karma
Nothing ever goes my way
not ever
I mean never

the traffic stiffles me
hitting every red light
behind the slow guy again
always worse for me
seems better for them
a cruel game
the Gods play on me
because nothing ever goes my way
not ever
no never

Windy Afternoon

stealing time
outside in the wind
a daytime beer
before the nighttime torture
this time is mine
alone on the patio
just the breeze
to keep me company