Vivian

Like an egg breathing its last breath in a frying pan
I take stock oh what a mess of a man I am
I’ve grown as rotten as an old sweet tooth
I can’t lie but I’ve gotten good at telling half-truths
Vivian, won’t you take me in?
Vivian, won’t you take me in?
I know how to end things, but I don’t know how to begin
Oh Vivian
We smoldered as fiercely as sugarcane
When the night’s blindfolded you’ll move swifter than a vampire’s fang
You’ve been awfully kind to this muzzled dog
I’m lost at sea, you’re the coastline, & I’m calling to you through the fog