Your judging eyes on my scarred hands shaking with a Marlboro red in the joints
Ugly nails and pen on my knuckles saying LOVE and HATE and it's all smeared like a bug on the windshield
You have lovely eyes. Even when they look so mean at me.
"Stone cold bitch" I know, I know.
You're sexy when you're bitter.
There's gravel in my mouth from when you knocked me down.
I drag you down with me and you skin your elbow.
We bleed and now we're certain we're alive.