he really pulled up to my house
wearing a ******* cowboy hat
and blasting thanks for the memories
like some kind of ******* loser

your'e my best friend
you do not make me feel used
you are not one of many
you'e the only one
that matters
it's okay
it's okay
it's okay
i miss you too
and it's okay
you'e a good friend
you're my best friend
and that's okay

i wanna be your pretty girl
sink into yours arms and feel your skin on mine
i wanna be gentle and soft and loving
glowing like an angel in the sun
i wanna be gold and white
cold against your deep heat
and isn't it funny
the way your soul flames
and mine frosts over
everyone assumes
that you're the sun
and i'm the moon

yet your hands are always cold
and my skin never cools under their touch

this one goes out to all the moms
that lost themselves
that gave up hope
or never had any at all
all the moms that left their kids here
all alone on this sick earth
without a heart to lean on
or half a mind to trust
this is to all the moms
that broke their sons heart
or made a girl impossible to love
this to our moms
and to these moms
i say

*******