lovelusthate

and everything in between.


when we first met we were all sweet

holding hands and pulling out chairs

and i would write you songs and give you flowers

and you would sit and look pretty

you were always oh-so pretty

/head body

and a little later on we would go to gigs

and it would be squeaky guitars and fuzzy keyboards

and fingers pressed into jeans and lips on lips

with too loud amps buzzing in our ears

screech

ow that hurt, can we move somewhere else?

thanks

we'd go back to my flat and we'd sit

i'd play you something on the piano

you would giggle and say that i was cheesy

we'd record it on your mobile

and you'd play it for your friends and they said that i was sweet

you never did

and you cut your hair really short

and i hated it because i couldn't toy with it anymore

but you gave me a look and told me to grow up

and dyed it pink and purple and red

i watched the dye swirling in the sink and into the drain

d

o

w

n

just like us

getting lower

getting worse

until there was no more touching

and no more kissing

and no more gigs in pokey bars

and your toothbrush disappeared from my place

how'd that happen?

i don't

know

care

remember

we parted on a frosty winters day

my coat collar turned up at you,

go away, i don't need you

fine, neither do i

then spring, and i'm cleaning out my garage

all this boxed up shit in random places

stick my hand into one

pull out a tape

oh, that's old

look at the tape, your tape

the one I made for you

all flowers and acoustic hooks and high notes

laugh

then

kick

break

snap

smash

drop

burn

rip

that tape

because you never liked it anyway

so you're not going to miss it

and i'm not going to miss

you.