Walk the streets
Sink my teeth in the Baltimore scene
I'll be bad, good, tall and serene
Let's be friends, no love me
Let’s be honest you only wanna fuck me
Still trying to be worth your time
I'll get real skinny, I can buy you a Midi
Get real wasted ‘long as you think it’s pretty
Just tell me I'm a dime I don't care
I stayed up straight through sunrise thinking about the way you never listen when I say don't go
About how illogical it is to be so fearless
And how tired you must be since you forgot to say I love you for three months straight
I can't put down words like Wordsworth L, but give me your three least favorite syllables
I'll make them into something heartfelt
I'll write down something about forced affection and giving in,
Anti-climatic sex and how much you swear you cared in the end
Don't take me for granted
Don't tell me how not to cope
I saw you across the coffee table laughing
At me or something more important
And thought I knew why
Well jesus christ I'm not scared to die
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Just pour me a drink, I don't care
While sloppy, slipping from the rafters, baffled I thought
Throw up until you cannot think
That's got to be the missing link
Thursday, October 3, 2013
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