I was reminded of you this past weekend
I drove by your old place
Where you first let me see you naked
Yet I only stared at your face
And that just made you feel more timid
I saw it as I was driving to Spoonriver
Just to the left of the Guthrie
It was for Mother's Day lunch,
Yet it was her who payed for me
She said that she wanted this moment to be happy
Instead of something that might ******* me
She said to just hold on to all my money
Because it finally looks like I've stability
I think that what she meant to say
Was that everything's going to be okay
Instead of awkwardly denying May
... I mean me
On the way to drop my mom off
I drove back past your old place
The one up over in Nordeast
Where we would buy volcano drinks
At the tiki bar of ****** Suzi
We would walk the mile from your living room
Beneath the quiet winds of spring
And hand in hand with our pre-game buzz
Was a disregard for everything
Almost exactly a year before today
I was in a fist fight there
The bartender said, "At least it was for your girl"
and that they didn't even care
I think that what he meant to say
Was it might be time to call it a day
Instead he gave more drinks to you and May
... I mean me
The rest of that night had been a breeze
We walked back to your old place
A crooked grin,
Attained from gin,
Was sprawled across your face
We found our way inside
We found our way into your bed
Like shedding pedals, you undressed yourself
And took the flowers from your head
It took you all night just to say
That you had never felt that way
And that you thought you were in love with May
... I mean me
May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 1:09 PM UTC
I was reminded of you this past weekend
I drove by your old place
Where you first let me see you naked
Yet I only stared at your face
And that just made you feel more timid
I saw it as I was driving to Spoonriver
Just to the left of the Guthrie
It was for Mother's Day lunch,
Yet it was her who payed for me
She said that she wanted this moment to be happy
Instead of something that might ******* me
She said to just hold on to all my money
Because it finally looks like I've stability
I think that what she meant to say
Was that everything's going to be okay
Instead of awkwardly denying May
... I mean me
On the way to drop my mom off
I drove back past your old place
The one up over in Nordeast
Where we would buy volcano drinks
At the tiki bar of ****** Suzi
We would walk the mile from your living room
Beneath the quiet winds of spring
And hand in hand with our pre-game buzz
Was a disregard for everything
Almost exactly a year before today
I was in a fist fight there
The bartender said, "At least it was for your girl"
and that they didn't even care
I think that what he meant to say
Was it might be time to call it a day
Instead he gave more drinks to you and May
... I mean me
The rest of that night had been a breeze
We walked back to your old place
A crooked grin,
Attained from gin,
Was sprawled across your face
We found our way inside
We found our way into your bed
Like shedding pedals, you undressed yourself
And took the flowers from your head
It took you all night just to say
That you had never felt that way
And that you thought you were in love with May
... I mean me
April showers bring May flowers.
This past Mothers Day I was reminded of last Mothers Day.
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