And you said you’d believe me once I left for good
When we met up for drinks in the old neighborhood
I’ve got a sneaking suspicion you’ve learned your lesson just now
Do you remember the night I found you on the stairs?
To the sound of the train and the scraping of chairs
And with tears in your eyes you cried, “i’m coming loose
at the seams and I scream when I think of you
I’ve got nothing but time, I’m losing my mind so I’m through.”
Then your face turned blue
i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks and scars are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at u now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of u, beautiful.
hello 911 my sock is falling down inside my shoe