I live in a hotel
  must keep writing
  if I'm to be better than everyone else
  like figure skating
  like asphyxiating
  on your own seeping fumes
  you're just waiting
  living in a hotel
  but I'm not traveling
  between two points, in mid air,
  I'm levitating
  above the earth
  beneath the sky
  eyes like static
  in my three feet
  from bed to wall
  there sleeps a genius
  leave me here to my devices
  the call could come at any time
  they're playing love songs on the radio tonight
  I can't relate to that right now
  note so self : no one cares. your voice is average
  in worried piles I typed for miles and noone noticed
  I will begin
  I will put right
  this morning terror
  I have been kissed
  between the ears
  by human error
  leave me here to my devices
  I need a word to change my life
  I've tied my ankles to the table legs with wire
  he can't write so much as type
  leave me here to my devices
  I can't think with all this noise
  they're playing love songs on your radio tonight
  I don't get those songs on mine
  you keep fucking up my life