Kiss my black tongue, smell my trashed lung, sing this verse for you
Baby moonshine, hate me sometimes, mostly when I’m blue
Don’t waste yr time on mine,
there’s not much good you’ll find
Call me dickhead when the wicked words spill & stain your skirt
Blame it on the man you thought was always straight & kind
The taste is turning now
the names you say too loud
the gate comes crashing down
Keeping lights on when the night’s long hand sweeps dust away
Love those bedspring songs that you sing, give me more I’ll pay
Overthinking, can’t stop blinking blue eyes painted grey.

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