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Brandy was a mean mother
especially this one
tonight.
This morning, this goddamn cold morning,
spreading peanut butter onto toast
reaching into the fridge for the jelly
and a chill to my bones
made me sad
but i smiled anyway, because that's what you do in those situations.
and somehow, we've outgrown the bed
sheets
this time.
but you try to make things bigger and better
for worse
or worse for the better?
who knows anymore?
not this fucking guy ------->
go, somewhere alone or stay home
but do it alone
and you'll learn what its like to eat grass
with the puppies
and swallow your pride under and inside
and i'll swallow mine too,
because that's what you do in these situations.
The shake in the hips, the lip curl
the twist of the neck and eyeballs wide open waiting to inhale the world.
Who me?
Nah, i'm not looking at you. Okay i am, but what's the problem?
You're a pretty lady
and i'm looking at you
Looking and looking, but not starring at you
not thinking of you naked, but just admiring you
what's the matter?
smile now
because that's what you're suppose to do in these situations.
i wonder over and under about you and whats going on in your head?
why's it like that?
i'm spent dear,
i've had about enough of you
as i'm sure you've had enough of me
ears full
time to sleep
in separate beds
in separate houses
in separate cities 5 miles apart
and a continous droning will fill your ears
as the house is lonely
but i am not
because i've got me
and that's enough
to keep a smile somewhere inside.
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