Category: Pink

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

I’m going to get through this
Whether you and I do this
Or not
I can do big things within my small frame
In the daytime when you’re sleeping and you’re soft and you’re tame
You drive me insane!
You can’t even spell my last name

I woke up and was afraid of you
That crisp honeysuckle, ash-shed night
You made the lights all bright
Wanted to see me, see me, in crystal pure
I looked at your light skin, green eyes, and felt unsure
You were out the door

Early-morning awakening, remnants of stars
We only get along because we stay from each other afar
Cool jazz, background, playing from another place
You hop off the kitchen counter and you cradle my face
You only wear black, we say goodbye on Sundays
Am I worth the chase?

Chill breeze flowing through my long blonde hair
You aren’t one to admire but you’re trying not to stare
You’re trying not to stare
I’m well aware
You want the whole day with me
Daisies at the market, we stand in line
For the other girls you’re purchasing red wine
And you whisper in my ear, it’s only you and me this time

Well I feel mighty fine
Crisp green apples from your father’s tree
I’m going to make you mine
Only you and me this time

Truly madly deeply
Why are you still in love with me
I’m fading and decaying
Can’t you see?
Your love no longer spoils me

Fiscally irresponsible
Minimum down payment
The numbers that apply to your life
And how they contrive their way into mine
Exit tax refund
Supply & demand
I was the one that showed you that band
God, you’re out of the pool and you’re looking so tanned
One day, that was my man

Poor reputation
Repulsive behavior
Bend down now to our lord, Heaven’s savior
I like to be sweet
You can choose the flavor
Favors for favors

Impossible to kill
The burning kind
The love that begins to manipulate your mind
I’m not too far behind
But I’ll catch you one day
When you’re patient enough to let me get my way
When the madness is silk and the dark fades away
When in the sea in your arms I can faithfully stay
And stay that way
Until the decay

Cherry blossom, take three
How badly I want to take you home with me
Where we can dance freely
To the music that doesn’t stop
When I drop
Drop, drop down
To the music that doesn’t stop

On the swings with me at the park, free
So glad you could come out with me
I’m reaching high on infidelity
Keep your secrets with me
On the swings, I get so high
You look at me, I feel alive
You’re my dream
I’m not what I seem
Keep your secrets with me

Laying on the grass and the dirt
You playfully slap me but it hurts
It hurts, baby, it hurts
We’re surrounded by leaves
Milk and summer, baby, can’t you see
You are the one, that belongs with me

It hurts, baby, it hurts
You look at me, I feel alive
Where we can dance freely
Milk and summer, baby, can you see me?