i guess if i had money
i wouldn't mind dying in this city
this city is for rich boys
and i'm tired of them
i've been tired
but here we go again
there are so many lights
you can't be sure where they are coming from
and i just wanted you
but you wanted someone else
i guess that's not too bad
i got too attached, i guess that's not too bad
i'm a man anyways

i could imagine you and me
like cotton candy under
pink neon lights
and sometimes i'm not sure if i'm hitting on you
or your girlfriend
or your brother
and by the way
i ****** your brother
he was okay
i'm just sitting here with my electric cigarette
like everyone else
i smell like pale rain
and you smell like upper middle class
it wouldn't be true if i said i care
and i mean, i care

******* nose said he would choke me
while he ****** vigorously
inside me like a rabid dog

he said he would choke me
and as he said it
his pupils dilated

silence fills a midnight motel
neon buzz is the sound of desert heat,
yes, the desert has a sound

he said he would choke me
and i said
i would choke him right back