Peppermint

I lost my best friend

I never had him

He's disappearing off a ledge

I guess he left the way he came in

Made out of peppermint

All white and red pins

Pins and needles on my tongue

It's not exactly what I wanted

I'm holding you on my tongue

Poured into my cup

It's something you whipped up

From the skins of fruits and flowers

I've forgotten all the names of

And on the next day

I woke up with brand new legs

I still don't know what it was

But I remember how it tasted

I'm holding you on my tongue

You like your shirts with

Short collars and small prints

And I like walking home so drunk

I can't remember what the day is

God, you're so quiet (God, you're so quiet)

So brave and so kind (So brave and so kind)

And If you keep talking like that

Then I might walk home with you all night

I'm holding you on my tongue