babylon is a lonely place today
i think you might need a little somethingto warm up them cold shoulders
maybe a sweater
maybe some heart...
i think i'll give you some slippers
to warm up them cold feet
cup of tea, darling?
cup of tea--earl gray, hot?
something else, maybe a shot?
i think i need something to help me
stop
i think i'll take something to help me
not
get a blanket, turn off the music, stop drinking
it's stretching out the hole in my heart
heavy lead ring of fire through my middle
i think i'll call somebody else
i think i was misunderstood
i think i got a hole in me where something else used to be
i think i'm a human collander
maybe i misunderstood?
cold feet. cold shoulder.
gonna get up outta this cold bed
time to throw off this cocoon
gonna get me somthing new
and prop up my silly wet wings
gonna get me something...
somekinda something from the grown ass man department, next to the sporting goods
somekinda something from the big boy section, maybe by the auto parts, deer rifles and footballs
somekinda something that doesn't go cold so fast
maybe a sleeping bag for one
trade one cocoon for another
ain't nothing happening without a buffer
dontcha wanna know what i been doing?
dontcha wanna gimme a penny for my thoughts?
dontcha wanna know something about something you don't know anything about?
dontcha wanna ask before you go thinking something about me that isn't true?
i ain't a thief, pal.
i won't take it if it isn't mine
i got sticky fingers but offerings for god ain't for me to steal outta the plate
i tithed my share, too
i'm no love crook...
posted by babaloniyoni @ 4:35 PM
1 Comments:
I want to know what you're doing. I'll give you a penny for your thoughts any day. You go get yourself something new...something warm, something all grown up, something that'll give you something back. You deserve it.
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