I need a hug,
a pillow may do.
I can bury my head and yell, Fuck You.
I can squeeze it as hard as I want as I sob,
strangling the life out of the lifeless feathers
Throw it across the room, against the wall
and pick it up, knowing it will let me hug it still
Yeah, I don't need you for a stupid hug.
I need a beer,
a tall one will do.
I can bury my mind in dizzing sobs,
Yelling Fuck You at the side of the can,
I can squeeze it till it crushes under my grip
smiling at the sound of its struggling tin skin
Throw it across the bar, into the trash
letting my sorrows drown in the piss colored drink
Yeah, I don't need you for a stupid beer.
I need a long kiss,
fifteen minutes ought to do.
I can bury my tongue into her throat,
gasping for air as we struggle to breathe
I can squeeze my lips around hers
and I'll relish the lipstick staining my shirt
Throw it across my heart, stained in red
letting your memory dissipate in ravenous lust
Yeah, I don't need you for a stupid kiss.