I went to goodwill and took off my tights
Just to wear someone else's pants in a closet.
The shoes I bought were perfect but petite,
they didn't match my outfit anyway.
So I walked through the fire in heels and a dress
I got runs in my tights and blisters on my feet.
My chest littered with bug-bites from sleeping on the sidewalk.
Then we drank coffee and tea until 11,
getting phone calls from rehab and holding each other
Laughing because it was finally nighttime in hell
And our straws, and the stars, were all glowing.