I was hoping we'd get along
After I made you a playlist of songs
So I sink back on the sofa and shut my eyes
But you seize & enkindle my lids
And I fell, regret, and yelled last year
And I know you've been through & received
Far worse than the displeasing playlist
Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC
