dear old love
get get get out of my head. i even ran from you in my dream last night but every field i crossed had a perfect farm house with you in it. i tried to warn your new girl but she laughed and tied me to the banister to watch you have a new, good life. i screamed and struggled. i woke up tangled in sheets, terrified, face all wet from fitful tears.
it really puts a dent in my morning.
it really puts a dent in my morning.