Banger #7 from No Souvenirs by Fightmilk

We were poisonous teens
Pissing behind trees
We stayed home tending to our jealousies

In your house by the sea
It’s never too late
You can make the same mistake with me

I want a love I can’t refuse
But I don’t cry as much as I used to
They tell me I should speak my truth
But I don’t know how much I should tell you

You keep bringing up a terrible mother
I think you mean it as a compliment
You won’t get a word out of me
I’ve been here all these years, waiting to be heard

It’s a long time for a half life

And now you’re in the bathroom, she’s upset
It must be something that I said
I’m trying but I’m out of practice
We both go home in separate taxis

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