You dropped the garage door on your knees
At the teen party that summer
And you bled some fantastic blood onto the sidewalk
With a cigarette in hand and a lighter in your mouth
We would roll around, naked, on the trailer bed sheets.
You may recall, it was reckless as ****
And how you almost stabbed yourself with epi on a whim
While we barreled down the highway, fifths of gin residing beneath the seats.
I wasn't the only one who had words to say about the dagger on your bedside table
Or your self made haircut all untamed and screaming
I was tied to your ribcage with fishing wire
The same day you hid all the knives.
See, I'm still here beneath the string light ribbon tree, and these days, Rachel's washing her face with wine
You're slow dancing at the state park,
With river guides and alibis.
At least now no one cries
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
You dropped the garage door on your knees
At the teen party that summer
And you bled some fantastic blood onto the sidewalk
With a cigarette in hand and a lighter in your mouth
We would roll around, naked, on the trailer bed sheets.
You may recall, it was reckless as ****
And how you almost stabbed yourself with epi on a whim
While we barreled down the highway, fifths of gin residing beneath the seats.
I wasn't the only one who had words to say about the dagger on your bedside table
Or your self made haircut all untamed and screaming
I was tied to your ribcage with fishing wire
The same day you hid all the knives.
See, I'm still here beneath the string light ribbon tree, and these days, Rachel's washing her face with wine
You're slow dancing at the state park,
With river guides and alibis.
At least now no one cries
