"The Reasons"

My favorite The Weakerthans song at this particular moment:

"How I don't know how to sing.
I can barely play this thing.
But you never seem to mind,
and you tell me to fuck off when I need somebody to.
How you make me laugh so hard.

How whole years refuse to stay where we told them to,
bad dog, locked up whining in a word or a misplaced souvenir.
How the past chews on your shoes,
and these memories lick my ear.
How we waste our precious time marching
in the picket lines that surround those striking hearts.
How the time is never now,
and we know who we should love,
but we're never certain how.
I know you might roll your eyes at this, but I'm so glad that you exist."

I love the time/dog metaphor and well . . . it's just the perfect little song. So yeah, that's what I want. Someone to be glad that I exist so I can roll my eyes. Plus, I really need more people to tell me to f*&k off. I don't think that happens enough when I need it to . . . though it happens all the time when I'm not being disorderly.