June's so gorgeous but you're all
The sidewalks keep closing in on us but
pay them no mind darling.
Waffle mornings, the honey gets mixed in with
how the birds outside sound like
staircases to somewhere else.
The pebble in my heart won't stop
making that clicking noise
The doilies on the dining table. The picket fence.
I love you darling, you know I do.
Just don't look outside.
Two in a day, I'm on a roll.
So we're doing this scene again.
You're doing that voice, the one where it sounds like
you're about to cry, right before you do-
just this once, you must feel so bad, I don't want to hurt you.
That glassy gaze you get when you're
trying to let me down gently
looks so fucken stupid baby.
The director's got his megaphone, he's screaming out the lines I'm
meant to say
It's fine, the blood looks worse than it is. I don't mind it at all.
But I'm just a bit tired of it all now.
You've got a new girl everytime,
with torsos like
I bet she feels like one too.
Don't I spread my legs enough for you? My heart is just a brothel, isn't it?
I take it down my throat.
I take it down my knees.
Baby, I don't **** with your promises anymore.
People walk into contracts all the time
you wouldn't treat anyone but your lovers like this.
**** the script, gas the car-
the camera man is screaming and the whole world is holding
Let's do this show some justice shall we?
Fear is a better look on you than pity ever was.
I'm sick of taking, it's my turn now, baby-
To dish it out and watch you
I'm still alive.
On the park swings, He told me:
I would never hit you, not like the others. Trust me.
I only smiled and tipped my head back
But I could tell you where it hurts.
The things we don't say.
What the title says.
They keep asking us where we were
last night and we
Could tell the truth
but where's the fun in that?
The world wants answers and we've only
got big dreams and
So what do you want to be when you grow up?
Your smile is all teeth.
Getting glamorous on
thrift shop discounts.
You'll write your confessions
in the fog on windows,
With quicksilver tongues and
eyes like mercury,
We can't wind
the years back
we sure as hell can try.
At the bakery, they wink at me
How fast the little ones grow up, eh?
I tip generously because I can't think of
anything to say.
We strain under the weight of
I climb into my closet
and eat the whole thing by
happy birthday to me. sorry it's been a while, a short one to warm up again.
in another life, maybe i could have laced
your fingers in mine
chasing starlight down the line
and finding out we'd
never have enough time.
when summer ends, when hearts bloom-
you'll look at her
i'll look at you.
trying out the lowercase aesthetic. oh, and unrequited pining of course.
I took out my lighter to
burn another bridge today.
We keep buying things to stay alive-
She tells me I'm full of ****,
but she's always been my favourite skeptic.
It's not that I feel empty, I'm just waiting for something
to hit me, I explained to the train tracks.
In the end, we're all just passing by.
I wonder if God
Muddying the water.