Ur the only one that wore ur seatbelt. Catastrophic accidents. Ur the only one that died. All the choices you made & the paths that I take. We're the only ones that cried. Irrelevant. So just believe in me. I'll never let you down. This was a curse I can say, lie in ur grave.
A body that won't turn on, so I don't ever bother (mostly). Baby's got the blankest stare. So I don't ever take her calls, because I don't ever want them.
Does it turn you on? The slow come on?
Someone else’s arms/lips, to feel their warmth, & to let it all go like it was never there, but the pulse keeps beating until we’ve got nothing left. You were never there & we have to stop stop stop this game. Game on
26th street, not what it used to be. I go to work, I take the ride, I think I’m happy. I wish I was the one who would sleep all day. I’m the one with a sour face, as on of a bitch or a son of a gun. I’m the one.