It ain’t love language if we need a translator.
It ain’t true if I put together our signs on multiple websites until it said we stood a chance.
He’s a failed experiment.
Not only cause I almost had him but cause he looks like one.
I was right to call him baby, cause he’s my son.
When he hears Lana Del Rey he thinks of me.
It’s so girlcore of me.
Ugh, the urge to dress up in dollette.
And lie all day rotting in my bed.
So much for a brat summer.
Ugh, the way he’s caught up in me.
I said I’d give him heaven but I gave him hell.
I remember the look of his all too well.
But he deserved to land the wrong side of the coin.
When he hears Lana it’s my pretty face he sees.
It’s so funny to me.

Red sky, swallow me.
Injecting eurodance straight into my blood system.
Red god, pity me.
I don’t let them, I’m a wall.
Swallow me, swallow me.
Into the chasm of vermillion.
Red sky, pity me.
I’m too hard to see through now, I don’t give up, I’m a wall.
So let me fall, fall, fall.

Envy, there’s envy and jealousy.
Lust, there’s lust and it’s killing me.
Looks of judgment, there’s embers and they’re burning me.
Lights, astigmatism has me spinning.
Mile markers, numbers increasing.
Heartbeat, it’s speeding - speed, my heart’s beating.
The most electric feeling.
Beating like Jailhouse Rock.
I feel it in my chest.
I need to stop.

Red sky, who are they to downgrade me?
God in the sky, what am I to say?
I have a lot to let out, this life’s unfair and rigged.
Will I make the news if I write the next Devil Glitch?
I could write the longest poem.
Will they love me if I do?
My lover says they’re not in my lane, cause we’re mean but beautiful.
And what am I to say?
Yes, you, red sky, what am I meant to say to you?

7, there’s 7 letters in my last name.
7, there’s seven lanes in this ****** highway.
Heaven, there’s paradise down in Nevada.
And I’m cast out of it.
7, there’s 7 sins they preach about.
7, my lucky number since I was a baby.
Heaven, my boyfriend’s cuter than yours.
And I’m not over it.

Mean but beautiful.
Mean but beautiful.
Mean but beautiful.
Mean but beautiful.

Vinyl spinning and my head too.
I paint my walls blue like the sky.
Lacy curtains in my bedroom.
And happiness is a spectrum.

Happiness is a choice, but not for everyone.
Happiness is a privilege I don’t always have.
Happiness is a road I’m still afraid to take.

And I used to be so crazy.
None of my friends know the songs I hum in bath.
I’m antique baby boy.
Me and Esther G would be chasing butterflies.

But she’s dead and I’m not.
I think of her watching limousines.
Let in the sun when it’s hot.
Cater the icon which I’m not.

Life is an illusion, it’s beyond what you can see.
Life is a deck, there’s cards you pull and deal.
Life is a gift, not everyone appreciates.

I used to love it like crazy.
My friends think I’m from a time machine from last century.
I’m antique baby boy.
And I used to be so crazy.

Claudia, you’ve had it rough.
Now lie down and think to yourself.
When the sun rises tomorrow, what will you wear?
Claudia, forget all my sins.
I thought you knew people change.
Your eyes are full of sorrow and the world’s in your hair.

You’re convinced you’ll be a star.
And tired, we know you are.
You’re trying, I see that too.

I won’t lay in your arms and I won’t be your lover.
Remember to stay strong and remain sober.
People that hurt you, they’ll burn in hell someday.
Promise you’ll keep fighting long as you can, girl.

Claudia, you’re headaches will end long as you know the truth from the lies.
No man will bore you out of sadness.
Won’t make you happy, cause I tried.
Claudia, now travel south to high grounds if you don’t wanna end up flooded.
Wear perfume and your favorite color.
Made up your mind what to wear tomorrow?

You’re convinced, yeah, you are.
You’ll become a star.
You’re trying, see it in you.
I believed in you when nobody would.
Invite me to your star in Hollywood.
Nothing wrong in being misunderstood.
Cause I got you.
Yes, I got you.

Ryan, is Texas sunny?
Do you like it there?
I’ll love you if you give me a plane ticket to Dallas and conclude your harlot days.
Ryan, I’m just one of many.
No more than ordinary.
I’m almost ready to relearn how to love for my *** days are at an end.

You say you want a boyfriend and want things to stay the same.
I’d fight my nature but can’t, I turn like a weather vane.
Four familiar notes play and suddenly I’m Virgil Caine.
But you, sweet boy, you stay the same.

And you’re too sweet for me.
I don’t even mean to sugarcoat, but I think that.
I’d give you what you want, but the miles in between won’t let me get closer to you.
Must be warmer where you’re at.
In Texas.

You need something I have an abundance of and nobody to rain it on.
But you’re in Dallas and all I can do is write this poem.
So enjoy the weather.
Bathe in the sun.
And good luck in searching for the light of your life.

We
We fell
We fell in love in a different universe.
We
We fell
We fell in love in a hopeful place.
Place your hand on mine, don’t take it away.
Face on my face, let’s make out till it’s late.
Wait till they figure out what’s going on,
behind close doors,
behind the walls.
Place where we are is unreachable.
Grace, I’m no longer scared of true love.
Ace of clubs, we’re just now falling in love,
wasn’t that long ago,
who would’ve really known.

We fell in love in a hopeful place.
Under palm trees in my favorite place.

Place I’m from it’s lost to corruption.
Hate to reiterate so don’t ask for more.
Save yourself pain, I’m a blank card now,
I’ve started over now,
pessimistic and low.

But we fell in love in a hopeful place.
Where stars come out, that’s my favorite place.

At last I’m free from my fear.
I’m sore but resilient after the fight.
For whatever I’ve left I remain here.
I’m not dying but following the light.