i mull this over
ur stretched out back
and shoulders the way
its not a game
the way u never say my name
when we're together
and i try a thousand ways
to reach u but u have
better things on ur mind
better things to do
better hats to wear
i'
m
sorry
now i think i'll just cry
even when tears dont come
i'll make my whimper face
my sad faces my uncertain
lost faces FUCK YOU i wanna say
booo
it sucks every day
i dont have money
to buy cigarettes