.Pretty Knees.
Duration of a ninety-nine,
Is long as it takes for me to decide,
That I would ignore every dream aching to be real,
To be with you.
Don’t wanna flip backwards through these pages;
The anger in my own words would change my mind.
Last night you were the belligerent drunk.
Bringing up things that didn’t matter a lick to us.
Dwelling on people you don’t even know, that I knew once and will never know again.
I jumped out of your moving vehicle while you’re mouth spat its hateful nonsense at me;
Fell hard after my heels caught on the door.
Yea, I was dragged a little on the street;
Four bleeding cuts burning by the time I remembered to breathe.
You tried to yank me inside the house,
But all I did was howl like a demon caught in a storm of holy water.
You left me reeling on the floor of your shared garage;
Didn’t notice I was gone till it was time for the sun to wake up.
My screaming drove the night insane, and me all over again.