Before I met her
I used to dress myself.
Donned in paisley,
I had class and style.
She cut out my Calvin Klein heart
and now I look like
my grandpa.
Oversized golf shirts,
and slacks to match.

I used to dress myself.
It sounds absurd
but it's true.
I was dangerous, I lived
on the edge.
She said,
"You're not a gangster,
so quit dressing like one.
Here, put this on.
It's really cute."

I used to dress myself.
And now I'm
safe and sound in
cardigans and corduroy.

Gray morning mist
Walking into the waves
Separating in two
Before you.
Water crashing,
Moving,
Becoming one
Ocean.
At the end
When you
Reach the sand,
Arms wrap
Around
Holding you,
The sun,
Welcomes
The end of
Two waves
As they become
One ocean

If i had an empty bottle
Hanging on a tree
For every time
You told me i wasn't
Pretty enough
Sweet enough
Popular enough
Smart enough
Funny enough
Good enough
Enough

If i had a full bottle
hanging on a tree
For every time
I told you you weren’t
Pretty enough
Sweet enough
Popular enough
Smart enough
Funny enough
Good enough
Enough

People would think i was a drunk
Because my tree would be full of empty bottles.