Krow's nest

Part 2: Wish You Were Sober

Typical teenagers we were going to parties, having it rough and then coming back late in taxis, but that wasnt the case you and me. well.. for me anyways. The party is shit, I wanna dip and go anywhere but here, you stood right there, drinking right there, reminding me of something, bringing me a tear. I dont want to be here, and im not sure a few others do too, crawling out the window now and im hoping, praying, it shows me something new. A glance at you and you aren't following me out. Yeah, this is definitely not my crowd. Knowing we are all underage, acting older than we are, like tom holland plays spiderman yet in reverse. I run to my car hoping you'd notice. nothing. You kiss me in the back of my land rover, real sweet but i wish you were sober. I try to kick you out or give you some water but you constantly refuse, "just please, not today" i wail trying to get you sober. "no way Jose" you say, slurring your words . Im glad im the one driving. Your door is the one and only thing that could distance you from me but yet you still lean in for a kiss and beg me to stay over, I'm definitely over this rollercoaster. Oh how I wish you were sober.