Tangles

time takes the years from out of our hides wait for the belt with bated breath and the bait on the line finds a fish in the sea your teeth take the cake and feed it to me

I heard from a little bird that you crushed its mama’s bones please look me in my face don’t you be disgraceful oh lord, oh please say, say it ain’t so for

I’m immune I’m immune to no one love is a luxury that

I can’t quite afford

I call it by name and you know it just walks out my door maybe

I shouldn’t hold it so tightly anymore your smoke builds a plume how it stifles my perfume and the paint on the walls of your room makes for a pretty, makes for a pretty little

June and I never want to see you

I never want to see you again