Souvenier (unreleased) Lyrics - Sage Francis

You don't want me here, now do you? 

You don't want me here 

You don't want me here, now do you? 

You don't want me here 

You don't want me here, now 

You don't want me here, now 

Now you don't really want me 

From what I hear my extra baggage is a turn off 

My carry on luggage gets smuggled in the bags under my eyes 

I'm a travelin' man 

Without sleep on my itenerary 

I eat whatever's vegetarian 

I'll live with vegan, that's my saving grace 

I gave up chase in the human mating race 

'Cause I can't slow down my aging face 

Wrinkles become my road maps 

And my one last tire is going bald 

Rubbing it when checking messages 

Knowing no one called 

I trooop on 

On the road again 

Tired of what I wrote 

I spend one more quarter to phone a friend 

And hold a pen up to the reciever 

Lettin' the ink seep into their ear 

Waitin' for any intelligent speach, they've got to share 

Most people can't think deep, but I don't care 

I'm not concerned with them 

I've learned to fend for me, my own 

And I've got a lonely girlfriend back home 

Who makes me feel a lot better when I return 

I'm waitin' for that "Dear John" letter 

I'm gettin' her a souvenier 

You don't want me here, now do you? 

You don't want me here 

You don't want me here, now really? 

You don't want me here 

You don't want me here, now 

You don't want me here, now 

You don't really want me 

Too much time all by myself 

I've been around others I do not ??? 

These personal moments feeling about as meaningless as phone sex 

Don't stress me living in your condition 

As still I'm that reason for that whole mess 

I'm not in need of shelter 

I'm just homeless 

I'm a homeboy who's homely 

Never known to be a homebody 

Nobody knows the amount of body blows 

or head shops at they got at rest stops 

I gotta go let's ride hip hop shows ??? 

Let me download you on my desktop 

I keep it real audio 

Let's talk before the phone card expired 

Or let it know I'm far from wired 

Why? Cause I just rocked that show hard 

And I'm tired 

Use a Gold Card to buy her a silver lined dark cloud 

When it rains, it pours, it's hard out 

But I fear that it may have dried out, pied out 

I lay down to earth girls who say "stop" 

When they realize the only reason I'm outta this world is cause I'm a space shot 

These relations aren't making me feel any better 

When I return I'm handing her that "Dear Jane" letter 

I done got her a souvenier 

You don't want me here 

You don't want me 

We're all rock stars 

We do big drugs 

And we have big heads 

And we have big sex 

[Come again] 

x3 

You don't want me here x6 

Cause you don't want me 

You don't want me x5