blink, those liquor-stained eyes
tell me more than this whole time
i’ve known you, mutter to me what the
sober heart does not dare share,
and you say: i have nothing more
to lose, and i ask: what does that
mean? and you say: do you think
life is one big flatlined heart?
and i say: i feel like fake lawn grass
and shaky bridges, and do you know
how to make room for love, if you can’t
make room for life?
you say: i forgot how to live, too
the irony of this, we’re the life of the party
sh, they can never know
i will keep the mutual secret between us