By PiNk_Is_QuEeR
Date: 29 May 1999

PoPsIcKlE

you left in April and I knew when I heard that dial tone that you took that plane
it was beautiful that day
and I realized that I needed you more than I knew
you left with a popsickle in my mouth
with a heart that measures the distance
tonight I think that I might see a trace of you
and I stare at these ridiculous things and I cry
I hate myself and I need you really
and nobody wants to know my secret when they see my wandering eyes
I think of you like maybe there is something to sacrilige
now I can say I always thought Jesus was hot
you are completely invisable and I need you tos top this
I need to hear you speak when I can't
bet you'll find a beautiful french girl and then I can only hope you'll still love me