Back Again Lyrics

There's something wrong with me

I'm obsessed with sex

Now that I'm going to AA

I need to go to Sexual Compulsives Anonymous

Next

And design a sex plan

With an inner circle

Of things I will not do

And a middle circle

Of things that offer

A little room

And then an outer circle

Aimed at having things other than sex

In my life too

Hiking

Playing guitar

Hanging out with friends

But I already do all of those things

To an extent

Maybe I just need a boyfriend

Maybe I just need to remove the modem

From my computer again

So I can't go into chat rooms

And stay there all day

Maybe I need a job

In addition

To school

I'll be running out of money soon

So I send out resumes

I want a job in the arts

But no one responds to my applications

So I have to go back to my old workplace

In logistics and moving freight

But I'm on my AA ninth step

Of making amends

And when I was in charge of payroll

I stole from them

I padded my hours

So I have to tell them about it

And apologize

And give them a cheque

Or work for them for free

For a while

They say they don't really mind

I was always a good worker

And they like me

It would be too complicated for them

To take a cheque

Or for me to work for free

So I decide I'll just work

Until I feel like I've paid of my debt to them

And donate part of my paycheck

To some kind of good cause or charity

But even though I'm working

I'm still obsessed with sex

With searching out sex

With having sex

With thinking about sex

Maybe I'm trying to avoid something

What could I be trying to avoid?

Maybe I can make a list

Of all my fears

Fear one

I'll end up alone

I'll be too needy or independent

For anyone

Fear two could be

That I'll get stuck with someone I don't like

Or who doesn't like me

But I don't think that's very likely

I'm oh so good at getting out of relationships

How many have I gotten into

And out of

Just in the last week?

One, two, three

(and that was just on the first day)

Four

(the second day, I pretty much took a break)

Five, six

(but one of those I may see again)

Then there's that cute guy

Who is studying to become a dentist

I was with him almost all Saturday

And we never had sex

He thinks after I finish my bachelor's

I should get my master's degree

Maybe if I get all my paperwork in

He'll finally have sex with me

Maybe I should get a master's anyway

But in what?

I'm starting to like

Just driving a delivery truck

Bringing parts to technicians

Who are fixing broken copying machines

Flashing a smile

I'm like Johnny Appleseed

But I also like writing music

And my mom really thinks that's what I should do

Even when I was doing lots of drugs

And she knew

Or was pretty sure

She still bought a new

Keyboard for me

And I met somebody recently

In a chat room

Who is apparently

A music industry

Executive

So I go and visit him

And he's kind of flirting with me

Even though he's like 50

And he says he likes my music

But he has no idea what my lyrics mean

You need to have a story he says to me

So one day I'm at the beach

And suddenly this story comes to me

For a musical play

It's really exciting

More exciting than delivering parts

And there's still time to get my paperwork in

For a new writing

Master's of fine arts

Because it's a new program

It'll probably be easy to get in

The dentist and I have drifted apart

And we never did have sex

But I'll apply to get my master's anyway

And I met someone else in a chat room

Just yesterday

He's a Broadway

Playwright

How weird is that?

Is it coincidence?

Is it fate?

He's not too old

So we did have sex

A lot of it

Inner circle sex

Middle circle sex

And we even ventured around

In my outer circle

But I keep getting itchy skin

Well, all of my life I've had bouts of itchy skin

But they went away for a while

And now they're back again