As the city goes to bed
You and I dance inside my head
All the way down to Hyatt Street
Where lovers are inclined to meet
Flowers grew under our feet
And I love you is all we said
But then the sun began to rise
As reluctantly I opened my eyes
No flowers have grown
For my soul is alone
And the sun has shown
That our dance was a trick of the mind

We were renegades
Born on broken
American dreams
Learning to love
With empty hearts
And eyes wide shut
Raised on highways
We were tramps
With voiceless screams
We conquered the world
With just the clothes on our back
But never got our cut
With determination in our voices
And stardust in our lungs
We went over and under
All at once
They called us trash
Though we were anything but

He gets off
on watching you
with me

You made him ***
when he saw you
underneath me

His hand in his pants
when he saw you
covered in hickeys
from me

Do you remember
when he begged
to watch you
interlace your tongue
with mine

You made him moan
when you were on your back,
*******, by me

He loves to watch you
*with me.

She left;
He left;
They left;
 
You’ve left too…
 
Just like peanuts.
 
In a snap;
Up, out
And, all that’s left behind...
 
Empty shells;
 
Goobers aren’t we?!