we go together like drug habits
and dissociation
there are bruises lining the places
you told me lies
(between my thighs)
i'm writing in secret
i'm drinking too much
in secret
no one knows
i would listen to you sing in the car
and wish i could be honest
i'd wish i didn't have to lie
i'd wish i could just ask you to give me a cigarette
and i'm in the backseat when  i used to sit shotgun,
she's in the front seat
and he's got one hand in hers and the other
on the wheel
i'm looking up
to stop the tears from dropping
i don't even care
i don't,
get out leave me
alone