Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Round House By The Ocean

Going crazy
Kissing thru tears
Landslide of freaks
From those missing years

Love on the ice
It can be nice
Come back to life
Father, son, child wife
Your mother is waiting
And you’ve started hating
Your best friends

Schoolgirls will bitch
Your boyfriend isn’t rich
But his hair’s grown an inch
Since you last saw him at
Your round house by the ocean

Balconies of emotion
Selling fossils the flower thief
Soapboxes with hearts on them
Love on the rocks y’know
The way he talks tells you
Tells you all about them
When you see them
Just play dumb
He doesn’t give up
Storm in a teacup
Common malaise
I like your eyes.

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