Saying "I love you,"
     has turned into a chore
And "I'm sorry,"
     Sometimes you meant it
This hurts too bad
and you want me to wait
      for you
472 days
      Is that enough to heal you?
Are you coming back?
      

      Do you even want to?

You are
wrapped around
my every thought

We listened to him sing
for hours in your bed
And you mouthed the words
right back to me
When Poison Oak
played through your vinyl
I cried
When you told sang
"I never thought this
life was possible,"

I shrank up
delicately in your grasp
and disintegrated

"You're the yellow bird
That I've been
Waiting for."

You really don't know
how I crave the curve of you
Your soft skin
and the way you shake
when you ******

Jesus Christ
Your body is like ******
And I am detoxing

It's hard to forget
The taste
of your mouth
Or the winces
when you wanted
One more kiss

I got high
again tonight

You're still all
I think about

I remember
the first time you sang to me
And played with my hair
and played with my hair,
and played with my hair,
Played with my hair...

And the lyrics
"This old heart love you now,"
you mouthed back to me
And told me you loved me
and told me you loved me,
and told me you loved me,
Told me you loved me...

You don't sing to me anymore.
You don't play with my hair anymore.
You don't love me anymore.

Some people want
nothing to do with you
until your success
becomes something
that they **envy