4-3 in Overtime

Mar 13, 2008 01:10

The penguins blew a 3-goal lead, late in the third
And I know that even if you let me, I'll never be able to kiss you again

but I'd try

We went out tonight, did nothing, talked for 4 hours
Shopped for monkey-themed pillowcases to go on the pillow you didn't buy anyway
Laughing, I almost lost it for a moment
Nearly forgot
how warm you are, and how cold it is outside
A beautiful dream, then a morning in mourning

We played like children, aimlessly with no agenda
You drew a little heart on my arm, like a tattoo
We blathered on and told our secrets
You said you'd never settle for anything less than butterflies
I didn't say that I'd always have a dagger

The price of gas is up again
I didn't stop the pump in time and had to borrow a quarter
Not much more than the latest in a series of small failures

The heart got ruined in the shower
I can still see it, smudged, grotesque, the outline of the original barely visible
It'll come clean eventually
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