(no subject)
I lean back in your car; the engine is stalled.
The smoke from the butt of my cigarette clogs the passing headlights.
Like your arteries; I told you smoking was bad.
I want you to hold me.
I've wasted lost hair ties and water towers not being yours
as you are mine. (You never liked my hair up)
So press your lips to my forehead. Hard.
The smoke from the butt of my cigarette clogs the passing headlights.
Like your arteries; I told you smoking was bad.
I want you to hold me.
I've wasted lost hair ties and water towers not being yours
as you are mine. (You never liked my hair up)
So press your lips to my forehead. Hard.