jesse is sleeping 2

your mouth hanging open
as you sleep on past noon
your arms at your legs
like you're curled in the womb
your back is turned to me
shoulder blades on my face
i wonder if you feel the kisses i place
on your spine
on your muscles
while you slumber sandmen's grace
my eyelids are heavy
and my mouth can't yet move
but i'll always find a way to say
i love you

a-ok

what is best for you
may not be best for me
it's taken 19 falls for me to see

the ego is a fickle thing
forces you to abide
but i promise you there is another side

because
what is best for me
might not work for you
and what is best for you
is not for me
what can learn to be
i swear that in time you will see
what is best for you
is not for me

i know a girl who sniffed
or shot something inside her everyday
but she told me hey, i'm a-ok
i know a boy who worked his ass off
saving for a later date
that might not come, but hey, he's a-ok

so i don't question what they do
or find hell to put them through
why should everyone go the same way?

because
what is best for me
might not work for you
and what is best for you
is not for me
what can learn to be
i swear that in time you will see
what is best for you
is not for me