Who Does She Think She Is?

Don’t waste your time
It’s my heart
It’s been put here to bleed
Soon, so damn soon
I must sew up my hole and put the wound away
Who does she think she is?
I have seen that sweet skin
Who does she think she is?
I’m doing the best I can, but it will ruin a man
It’s too damn hard
It corners my thoughts
I ask for it to leave
Please leave
The bones, the skin, the tears, the cum
The teeth, the blood, the fear of love, the drugs
The lies I tell, like wood they fell off yellow homes
To test someone, to tell someone that you won’t be there
Who does she think she is?
She is off to see new places
Who does she think she is?
I’m too young to be the one
So I will stay here and build a home
Or crawl back into the one I am still from
A little Rhode is-land and sun
I still can’t shake the times we danced, we sang
Love is a horrible thing
I still can’t push those dinners very far
But I could push you out of my car
But I would come around again
Love is a horrible friend
This little Rhode is-land and the sun
But I don’t want to run, so I will come around again