Your mother cradled roses to her face
"Yellow," she said. "For...

Lonely in bed,
As I toss...

What if every time we fell in love
it marked out bodies...

This bed is warm
It's been perfectly made...

The smoke leaves his mouth
Like it's its own life...

"I know,
we're young...

I'm fine, i promise
just give me a moment to gain my composure...

It's laughing 'til we hit the ground
it's giggling when we've been told...

Although the nail polish wound up
looking like a vial of blood...

I've fallen in love
with my friends...

Haven't you always
hated me...

Oh. you don't know
that I know...