By ZoE
Date: 8 June 2000
Supermarket whore
your legs are banging against the freezer and the packaged junk food
I can bite my lip but I won’t forget
the romance you had in star magazine
no I won’t forget
your legs banging against the freezer and the packaged junk food
I threw the love notes in a box with the best part of you
no I won’t forget
the highschool thing you had for me, you left behind when when you turned 19
I threw the love notes in a box with the best part of you
and I read them to you hoping to reserect you, hoping you’d come back
the highschool thing you had for me, you left behind when when you turned 19
to make love to your hollywood angel pristine in a box with the letters is where I left
you
and I read them to you hoping to reserect you, hoping you’d come back
but my only love affair is in worn paperbacks with Jack Kerovac
to make love to your hollywood angel pristine in a box with the letters is where I left
you
I fell into the blender with my oragami heart
but my only love affair is in worn paperbacks with Jack Kerovac
I take water, cigarettes, music in to my bloodstream for fear I might drown
I fell into the blender with my oragami heart
kiss glass bottles and bookshelves kiss rusty metal wedding bells
I take water cigarettes, music into my bloodstream for fear I might drown
made your symphony fade but it won’t escape my memory
kiss glass bottles and bookshelves kiss rusty metal wedding bells
I take water cigarettes, music into my bloodstream for fear I might drown
the romance you had in star magazine
kiss glass bottles and bookshelves kiss rusty metal wedding bells
your legs are banging against the freezer and the packaged junk food
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