you're in my house. you're in my clothes. no one knows. you're in my head like a dumb song. it just goes. you're on my face, you're on my lips. and it shows. i should be happy and i am. i want you close to me. you're like a simile, like, totally. you're like a metaphor for something else. you're like the ocean floor, vast and cool. you're like a swimming pool. but not as blue, and i fell in. so take my hand, swim around. kiss me hard, until i drown. i wanna be your shirt. i can hug you while you work. i wanna be your wife. you can beat me every night. our new life. a book to write. every page is blank. i am sick. sick of this. every page is blank. i wanna be your shrink. i'll get paid to watch you thin |