One Night And One More Time, Put It On Repeat Like I Want To Die

What sucks so much is that in every song,
I hear your voice telling me,
“Listen to this, it’s really good.”
And I’ll remember the way we laughed at our songs,
Her Song,
As we shared music, stupid smiles at stupid jokes
With right in right
And left in left.
It’s not fair that I should be the only one feeling the blush
When you’re the one confessing love drawn and quartered,
With me appeased
Barely halfway.

Thanks for waking me up,
Do I know if I love you still?
Have I come to hate your fourthed love?
Has your indecision colored me cold?
It’s okay if you don’t need me to live,
I’m getting over the bridges I’ve burned on the Fourth Of July-
Each day of it for a girl like the tenerife sea,
For the girl in swimming pools under the desert sky,
A girl with the cinderblock garden,
And one for me-
The girl, miserable and stunning, throwing stones at a glass moon
Like her heart,
Waiting for the shattered pieces to fall and pierce her through.

The songs I come to love never stick at first,
But now I wish
That I had never heard them in the first place
Just so I could keep you in the dark
Away from the dances I go to,
And the chances I take to.

One Night And One More Time, Put It On Repeat Like I Want To Die

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