By ZoE
Date: 16 November 1998

Where does it hurt?

we talk and god she's the perfect girl for you
and it's sad 'cause I beleive it too
simple as honey
we stick together
you always tell me about the beautiful girls that hush you with lullabys
coat themselves with your approval
maybe i've been asking for it too
her pulsing hands in need of a cigarette and a binge shaking her soft
skin all over you
she's so afraid of you
afraid you'll let go of her
she's a simple as i am
yet you flick me like ashes in to the breezes of autumn
i never thought i was the prettiest girl
but icicles and glaciers melt
maybe you'll learn to hold me close
some lonely night
that would be enough to make up for all the addictions
you don't need me but it'd be nice to try
i won't make you kiss me
promise you'll think of me when you go to that big big place
promise me you'll come back
all those provacative girls
they have what i wish
but you have summer in my eyes