Split Screen Sadness by John Mayer

bogey

gold hair
on

umbrella spokes   i
am
audrey hepburn  in

paris but

it's only
paris texas

and

i just hit myself in the nose
with a camera

so

i listen to the music
trying to sing

but

somewhere in the
dean martin induced

white christmas of it all

i've come undone.

there is nothing left to do
but dance.