I’ll make you pucker And turn your stomach So take me with a grain of salt

If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

The sort of woman I have chose I didn’t think exist in does She piques my int’rest, sparks my… And makes me feel a love worth sho…

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

You’re the bestest bud Anyone could love And your soul shines through All the doom and gloom Fortunate to have

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

Your face Transcends Garnish

My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit

I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like

Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end