Category: Pink

April rain

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I’m memorizing
The numbers to call
For emergencies

You, you’re there for me
Like a ship set for sail
I’m calm but I’m feeling pale
On the cusp of letting you go
Pausing
Trembling
So I have to let you know

With you
It feels like the April rain has washed me
Absolved me
A bathtub with rose petals
3, 4, 35
Put my photographs on your hard drive
We’re living past forty-five

Walk along the dock
You speak to me in paragraphs
We share our love and exchange laughs
Holding your hand is scary
Don’t know when the next time will be
There’s no guarantee
No security

Arm wrapped around me, in the living room we dance
I stare at the fire and fall deeply into the romance
A flight delay
Sweetheart, won’t you stay

I need a portrait to make this permanent
Don’t you dare look away
If I start to feel vulnerable
Know you made me this way

And that’s okay

Semi-automatic (dorsal fins)

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Pastel colors soothe me
Boys, they think they can use me
I’m wearing the dainty lace
You dropped at the end of my bed
Won’t you take a look at me instead?

Your golden glow is irrational
My love for this country is national
I can always taste liquor on your tongue
I hope you don’t think you’re still alive and young
The roaring twenties have just begun
Touch me like I’m warmer than the sun
Do you trust me to hold on to your semi-automatic handgun

I have a habit of making boys cry
I’ve no idea, I don’t even try
Your living room is smothered in country beige
I’ve come in from the back-house with soft, grey sage
My little author, I see you’ve only written half a page
It’s alright to be shy when you’re at this stage

Bears and beers, so the license plate says
I’m a pretty girl so I’m the server in this place
We go out at night, spot tails and dorsal fins
Ride until I feel my eyes caving in

A lost canyon when I once knew
That I don’t want my little boy to grow up just like you
So I did what all of the other mariners do,

I drowned you.

Jigsaw puzzles (hot sunshine)

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He’s known
For believing
That
I
Want
Him
But why would I want someone to treat me this bad?
Say the wrong things
When I’m at my most sad
I don’t know about that
Crimson, bleeding skies.

Tall
And
Bright
But he can’t see my glow
I sparkle like a radiant diamond
In the hot sunshine
February, I want my very own valentine
Darling you know I can’t make you mine
You’re plain and simply, just the wrong kind.
I’ve tried.

Slow
Dance
As
The snow falls
There will be other opportunities to visit 10,000 Lakes
With my future true love, several trips I will take
I’ll be swimming in deep waters perfectly wide awake
In azure blue
Soft shades and hues
With you I’ve got way too much to lose
And you know I don’t think-
I don’t think I like the abuse.

Silver shades and glamour
Meet you out front in my pajamas
Tell you to stop drinking so much
There’s so much more for you to see and do
I know that your love for me was never true
I remember that sweet day down in Malibu
Eyes like crayons
Hands shaped like hurricanes
For a boy, I can’t go insane
I’m sorry but I don’t feel the same
Someone please let me out of this game
Played it so many times, now it’s over
Crimson & clover.

Like a jigsaw
I’m like
Like a jigsaw
I’m like
Like a jigsaw
I’m like

Leave voicemails on repeat

Sitting and smoking in your kitchen

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You’re
Way
Too
Handsome to be such a jerk
But you make it work
Yeah, you make it work

I want to
Show you what you’ve been missing
Sitting and smoking in your kitchen
Talk for hours, all I want is to listen
You’re so unaware
Of how I feel
If you found out I’d play it off as no big deal
I’m sick of telling you how sad I am
I want you to put your arms around me
Hug me hello and make me some tea
Decide not to tell me I look pretty
You’re terrible at compliments
Terrified of an audience
But I have been
Waiting
Like, desperately

Play one of your songs for me
Your cats on my lap
Just come back
Let me knock on your door
Walk to Santa Monica to go to the store
Kiss me like that on your bedroom floor

Always leave me wanting more
And go back to hiding from the rest of the world
Even though you’re the coolest guy around

Pistol baby

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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