cracked thumbs
forgetting what to say
black squares on the ceiling
wondering if you're thinking about me
one, two, three
in what order you'll never know
i'm afraid for you to hear me singing thro the walls of in
desecration
right arm heart attack
and it never comes out how i'm thinking
sweet pickles, honey, and wondering if you'll buy my ticket
things i'd never buy if i wasn't with you
it all comes out wrong
the life sucked out of it
i don't feel so alone here at home
new steel in my lip
feels funny
the way you look at me
135
and
123
88
it's my birthday soon
and i'm getting sleepy hoping i didn't get you sick
wearing his pants and your muse
tip toe into my dreams and hold me tonight
i can keep a secret if you can
mmm, smells like you
is it bed time yet?
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