Oh baby what have you left to me?
your just a busted lip
and a burnt out joint
so lovely
your chameleon affection
gets lost in the trees
the sky breathes on my face
and I feel like crying
Like a stone cellar
I can only ever be underneath
Even when the house falls
Down.
When you sleep
Oh how I wish I was good
I wish I was born to make you
Smile again.
Sometimes when I lose
You
So I could make you kneel in front of me
I wish i was god.
I’d speak to you through her burning bush
and you would yell back for hours
and scream
and just feel like dying
first.
Oh baby what have you done for me?
You’re just a busted lip and a burned out joint
So lovely
I woke up next to papers I filled with my
Dreams
I woke up next to the window
And I felt so ugly
Knees
Are made
For falling down
And trying hard to save you
You hear
That rosy awful sound
The pink noise
Is a
Cancer.
The skyline is
The risen messiah
And im getting dizzy
Im naked
And violet
Drifting into the sea
When you find me
So lovely.
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