Desparations? (A Play On My Own Words)

Some say I'm too much of an asshole, live TOO far away
Others say I'm too nice and never live for the day
Some say I don't treat them special, I didn't know where to begin
And more say I treat them too special like a nice guy, we know they don't win
Sometimes I just want to cross the southern border & find me a petty, freedom yearning bitch
Because I can't find where that girl from Canada went
The girl from Jersey seems to not know I exist

Didn't know she was a fix of mine for a short stint

You know, puff of her angel dust here or there -- a month in passing feeling unkempt
Plus... San Diego would be too much lost time I had missed
Hawai'i would have me crossing oceans just to focus on disappointment
And Germany never birthed a love I found was worth it
Biloxi is underwater, so unless a woman floated on the shore from customs
I don't think a mermaid can fathom humanity's means of reproduction
Colorado Springs left me quenched, but cold-hearted
Women didn't know if I was there for them, or if I was the kid sampling martyrdom
In LAX, I almost fathered them
It seems they're just like the elevator women in Florida
I tend to be ignoring them, just like Yonkers was affixing me
I didn't like too much how Miami and Cleveland tried to play tricks on me
I can't believe no woman is missing me, especially after Philadelphia
After all the times I tried bi-polar helping her
I have memories with Tennessee, but I don't know if I could go on
I'm going half crazy, and I feel like I'm ALWAYS wrong

With Milwuakee on the horizon, it wouldn't be too surprising

If I sang for her, and ended up writing a sad song

What else could go THAT wrong? -- besides TN coming around frequent?

Or Toronto tugging at strings she hasn't seen bend

Must I leave it?... without an attachment to be with?

That's what it seems in, needing a woman I only stumble on dreams in
So, if I can keep my state of mind in place for the most part
I'm sure I can live these next two years with a couple cold aortas