The Lesser Part

Monday
Paid a man
Through the twist to the expanse
Self-abuse in haggard hands
And now I'm lining my pockets with any pill that I can eat;
Four-week supply of vs in an evening
Now I don't blink, I fall asleep
Blessed be the things I need
To lose your infection, you've got to be impetuous
In the week I ride along; piss nights away, so neurotic

Saturday
"Lose these dudes, 'cause they'll never match me
Yeah, you're going to catch me tonight"
Come take me down a notch when I get you home
Spit in my face while I cry
And do tell me you love me
When you really don't

Sunday
Shame again as my affectations wane;
Poppy, leave or grape & grain
Who's sleeping with the lesser part of me while I fiend for clarity?
I keep tripping over speech
Honey you've got nerve, been calling unnannounced -
You know i'm getting high
Call it chewing on scenery at my valedictory as I eke and I'm allayed
Trying to sweeten the deal
Trying to shake that bitter taste
I'm all but gone, screwy and batshit
In barrel and backstreet

To the night baby boy!
You'd kill yourself if not for her and hell
Has this meaning?
I'm teasing
We don't really know