The things I see, the things I love
A puff of air to the eye
Will elicit a blink
I’m craving you, I think
Regretting it
Not letting it
Get
Me
Down
I’m your angel, turn me around
Make all of my evils casual
You know you want to throw me to the ground
And suffocate me
It wouldn’t be irrational
For you
My dream
Underneath the stars forever
I sing
To you
In
My
Sleep
At this rate
We’re going down
You lost me and I will never be found
I’m taking trips to Venice
Getting trashed in clubs
Sick of being in love
Swimming in a rosy bathtub
Filled with water
Water
Gently
Slowly
Becoming myself
Not a strange, rancid guest
It’s tough for me to digest
That I can’t even get pity
But I thought I was pretty
The alleyway’s gritty
You found me at last
With my Parliaments
I caved, I guess
I think you bought me this dress
That’s right, you bought me this dress
Light this for me, be my guest
Inside
You’ll always be a mess
You heard it from the best
I
Check
The
Mail
Everyday for tobacco coupons, notices for bills, Sam’s old Stanford Law magazine
They call it a brochure
In letters I find dried little flowers, probably curated for hours
Long, pensive cursive ink I’ll probably throw into the trash
I asked about your guns, you showed me your stash
I got whiplash
I wasn’t expecting that
Your loaded Smith & Wesson pistol
How’d you get your hands on that
Giving me a heart attack
Stop
Don’t point it at me like that
Don’t make me like you even more
I’m really not the girl you asked for
I bet you have others, for that I’m sure
My ex-boyfriend called me a whore
Are you sure you want to get involved?
I may be a puzzle, but I’m not yours to solve
My mental derangement cannot be dissolved
I’ve tried these tactics
Your words are like static
I want to scream, “rescue me”
But the last thing I want is your bitter pity
So just try to please me
Act pleasant and nice like a daisy
Swim across all the oceans with me
Plant mint and fall in love, madly
I do things a little obscurely
Start
Point it at me like that
Make me question how to act
Say that you’re playing and this is just a joke
Right?
Right?
Your take your Parliaments out
I begin to smoke
I love to smoke
You don’t know me, I’m poison oak
My life is all one big joke
A
Sigh
Of
Relief
For the ones that can be without
A masculine guardian
An angel with wings
You’re burning me with peroxide!
It stings and it stings!
But you say such magical things
You drive an SUV but I like to sit down low
Like a Lamborghini, that you’re driving just for show
I got soft curves like Marilyn Monroe
That and other facts that you’ll never find out
I don’t quite want to kiss you so I just pout
Darling there are too many things we can talk about
So cruise with me, come on, soothe me
Pink silk and a cotton sweater, I’m doing overtime
You remind me I’m attached to a victimless crime
A daiquiri you make me, with an American lime
But I don’t drink
With you I need space to think
Alone in here I’m the weakest link
In holy matrimony, in holy matrimony
Let the water be clear for all angels to pass
Impatiently waiting
God is forsaken
How much time is he taking
To make me feel
Like Juliet has come alive
Like crystal meth, before you drive
140 miles per hour, who am I to say
I’d love to die if we can stay this way
I’d love to die if we just stay this way
Saltine crackers
Spit me out
I’m sitting, thinking about your whereabouts
Come on, scream and shout
Hey, don’t get too loud
I’m so pretty, so young, with my green eyes I pout
So baby, serenade me, tell me what your life’s been about
Curled up on your couch
I’m quiet like a mouse!
You can’t find me while you’re pacing around your mansion of a house
With you, the checks never bounce
I’m a slice of cherry pie, in your grey striped shirt
I make fun of your mistakes and I hit you where it hurts
I grew up mean to boys so I make a terrible flirt
Hurry up and find me and have me for dessert
You tell me it’s 4 months you’ve been off wine
I say me too, me too, no longer refined
You say in my new diamonds I look simply divine
The only thing I care about is how brilliantly they shine
Can we make it until we have to pick a Valentine?
I’ll piss you off a little, tell you there are other men in line
My dress has a low back and you touch the hemline
Honey have you heard the evening’s headline?
If this was a date, you know I’d decline
Lighten up, I tell you that all the time
How many jokes do I have to tell, to have you unwind
You’re not mine
No cigarette to smoke because I quit
I’m not staying until the blinds are sunlit
I like taking dips in tar pits, sort of a misfit
And what I do to you — you’ll never get over it
The taste of my lips
You’re my favorite distraction
But I’ll piss you off a bit
Because you’ll never get over it
That soft-lit hit
Sinking in tar like I asked
I decide to broadcast
Why’s your love for me so vast?
When you’re not mine, we won’t last
The sun never came, it’s now overcast
The sunshine told us we’re in the past
God
Your love for me is so, so vast
But nothing with me ever lasts