False Starts

False starts overlooked;
I don't mind until the finish line
This Saint Sebastian's blushing bride
Her eyes are closed but her mouth is opened wide

Synapses explode but we still miss the mother lode
Don't go to school
Just play it cool
Just let go
Just disco
Just burn the boom box every night

The trip fell through
Everybody fell down
Caviar hors d'oeuvres left out to turn brown
The strip club closed and everybody went home
Nobody told no one that they felt so alone

Whiplash betrothed to the cop in the centerfold...
We burn the boom box every night