i water the flowers in my chest with whiskey,
dying to drown you out of my system, but i just get drunk
your face reflects at the bottom of each shot glass i fill up just to find you again,
it’s raining on my face again
and i’m coughing up petals that scream he likes me not
just to force feed them back down my throat so maybe some will seed
maybe i’ll learn to stomach i meant nothing
or maybe i’ll drown waiting for you to
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
i water the flowers in my chest with whiskey,
dying to drown you out of my system, but i just get drunk
your face reflects at the bottom of each shot glass i fill up just to find you again,
it’s raining on my face again
and i’m coughing up petals that scream he likes me not
just to force feed them back down my throat so maybe some will seed
maybe i’ll learn to stomach i meant nothing
or maybe i’ll drown waiting for you to
