i want to see your face and i want to wash mine with tears and your saliva

wake up, my bones are broken and we're late for the funeral again

every morning its the same, i come in and out of consciousness seeing you, the other night you were sitting outside my house next to the stop sign dressed like a homeless person but i could see thru your disguise. you'd have never found me if you hadnt taken astrology. i'm always a fucking mess but you said you like misery chicks and i looked at you for a long time.