His family was there. My family was there. My bouquet was made of flies.
But I have a million lights
I have two million actually
A whole billboard
I ask the sun to call me at night on my walk home. Everyday I become a little more scared. I recognize people and cars and it makes me nervous. My mother told me girls are most likely to be
You drink all the beers I bought
And push towards me an arm full of bottles
You say, “I want to be alone
With my dreams forever.”
I leave you to be with my dreams
They are all of you
