Caricature of a Joke

It's getting ready to pour Streetlights flicker on again Once more it's time to descend Into the end of another long day A week 'til the fourth a month 'til this dump's dead end But this heart is mine to lend not just anyone's to take away Watery eyes I got all choked up Paper-thin walls keep it down All the bad habits that you took on Are coming out more every round All the cars are splashing by In a hurry to get their drivers home Have one of them take you along The first good safe chance I get Maybe Earth's core can pull on your empty head And someone else can pretend That your skin doesn't get in the way Get your head up The end is near No one said this would be fun One short drive One long pull on the trigger of a loaded gun There goes the water Turn those headlights off It's hot as hell and the extra wattage wears me down Like a wick eaten up by the flame Drains overflow The gutter's slow and choked It came and stole my friend and left a caricature of a joke