Oooo baby smoke me like the pack of
cigarettes you smoked on the bathroom
floor while sitting in the dark and
contemplating life

Oooo baby kiss me like that pacifier we all
once had; cry if they remove me
Baby cry about the fact that I don’t have any
better nicknames for you and that my comparing you to an infant is so oppressive; read me books
before bed and tell me everything I believe in
is a lie

Oooo tell me to stop and listen to the sound
of you leaving me and then run back home
please [(don't) leave me]