Your brown hair means nothing to me now
Since I fell in love too hard
I won’t step foot back in your town

In Texas you won’t catch the moon going down
Cicadas in my ear and I hate the sound
I’ll mix some melatonin with my Nutella
Never thought I’d flinch at the name ********

You gave me a tour of your window when we got back from the beach

I know you liked the attention, you bitch, you cunt, you leech

I spent nights just seething on my floor
Was it that ridiculous I wanted something more

How happy were you when I wasn’t there
How many losers tried to catch you with their glares

You never answered how
Said you wanna leave the south
I would’ve gave up everything 
Just to get you out

You won’t hear this song
But you know I write about you
It’s been 4 years too long
And I still write about you

If I get dementia
I hope it takes you first
First love love love
That’s all that you’re worth

I hate your words
Every time we meet
You make repeat this verse

I wouldn’t say I’m traumatized
But good to hear you’re doing fine
Bye

how was your october 31st 2023?

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