It's 24 degrees and its a deception by Ginette T Belletoday I indulged
because there is no one strange enough to love me
and I figure its okay
I could live on suicide and beer for years at least
so I'm twisting my pig tails
as the waiter gives me a free round
so why is my stomach falling to the floor
and who gave me this life anyway
and how dare they write it to end this way
because I feel as if I've reached the end
and where else could I possibly go
but behind the bar where I comfortably give advice
that I'm too scared to swallow myself. 04/28/2003 Posted on 04/28/2003 Copyright © 2024 Ginette T Belle
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