swing open the door
and my stomach drops
you used to catch that
I drink warm beers
and don't always seem to make it home
how long do skin cells live?
because these ones don't seem to go
Puked into a paper cup
as I remembered
how my head fit right under your chin
I hope she tasted okay
because now my mouth tastes like bile
You couldn't figure me out so
I figure
I'll wipe the corners of my lips
and take only what I need
because I can't be yours
but I didn't want to leave
No comments:
Post a Comment