One track mind after only two nights
Started out with 10, only left one behind
I'll let you take the bet on who
But I can't guarantee it wasn't you
And I might be fresh out of less than threes
But if you repay the favor, you may get the receipt
Who knows if my lips lie the truth
Go ahead convict me; you've got no proof
I know the peace behind the prescription
So maybe offer a little more friction
That's how business works sweetheart
You pay the price; I get the art
Now if you're done hiding in the floorboards
I'll let you pull the extension cord
Use your get out of jail free card
It breaks more than just hearts
YOU ARE READING
he/him/you
Poetry[completed] some half assed thoughts i've had about unrequited love and unnecessary hope shattering revelations
