My luck is running thin.
I hope my secrets are kept safe
sitting on fire escapes
smoking benson and hedges

you have always been my favorite, after all.

im continually trying to enter broken gates

i promise i never meant to fall
off of this fire escape
where shall i escape to?
to a dream-like state?

people are always talking of dreams and what they mean.

i hope your red room stays red
pommegranite tea always warmed me.

never did i think i would be here with you
making out in the weight room of a desolate hotel
i hope you never tell
of our fire escape escapades

never did i think i would be dreaming with you
again