I used to make my choices carefully,
keeping a menu of where I’d been.
Now they all taste the same to me.

My first boyfriend called me a tease.
It was over a year before I let him in.
I used to make my choices carefully.

Always tasted citrus gum on his teeth.
Orange-lime breath through a goofy grin.
Now they all taste the same to me.

Another guy smelled of tobacco and ****,
scratching his habits into my skin.
I used to make my choices carefully.

His kisses were like rice crispy treats,
sugary desserts while staying thin.
Now they all taste the same to me.

I go back in time whenever I’m lonely.
We’re eternally teenagers, acting on whims.
I used to make my choices carefully.
Now they all taste the same to me.

Penny for your thought?
I know it's not much
But it's all I got

The air is heavy and hot
I need your touch
Too much... I can not

Are you the man I sought
I have a hunch
But it's all I got

Wants forever fought
I need you a bunch
To much... I can not

These feelings will surely rot
Becoming my much
But it's all I got

Your secrets can't be bought
Price tag reads zilch
Too much... I can not
Sorry to put you on the spot

I can still remember my lover's name
because it sits on my tongue impatiently;
my heart shouts for joy, too happy to be tame.

The world moves together, all the same,
until my reality shifts, and takes me.
I seem to remember my lover's name.

Now I sit with a body gone lame.
And the rain outside is all I can see;
my heart whispers, too defiant to be tame.

Days bleed into each other - who's to blame?
I recall dry corn husks, and feel just as empty;
I try to remember my lover's name.

"Friends" come to visit, calling me by name,
but I lie and say they're slowing recovery.
My heart hides, too uncertain to be tame.

I know it's a Monday when I can reclaim
my place in the world, but unfortunately,
I cannot remember my lover's name
and my heart cries out, too sad to be tame.