guess i should just stow it away in my songs

i want honesty, but i won’t go so far as to kill for it
and anyway i suppose i do need to exercise the art of letting go
well here’s looking at you, kid & you’ve been lost and gone forever, o’ mah darlin’…
well—just put me to bed
i know i’m not entirely insane & sometimes it just takes some time; some things just take time & this might fall under that umbrella
lord give me another avenue in the meantime: i need a fucking outlet
(plug me in)

leave me asks for the morn’ and the pool…life requires passive aggressive behavior so i’ll fucking roll with it and, anyway, in the meantime i have coffee & cigarettes & scars & hunger & i can hide out there for a while (forever?)