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She’s pretty and I’m lonely
until I know I’m not good enough
I know how this goes,
I’ll leave another one behind

I think I’m riding it out
and she’s got room for another fuck up
so I stay, I think I’ll just stay

Don’t think she knows my name,
but I swallow hers like hard candy
and hold it in my throat
while she sneaks a smile

I think I’m the earth’s core
lower than dirt,
burn everybody out
but she doesn’t see
she’s above me

a hangover for my mistakes,
the way I waste this space
she wakes up like the
smell of coffee

and I’m glad.


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