Primrose Hill at Midnight

Inch of ice

On the sedan’s hood

But you layered up

Like I knew you would

I’ve conditioned you

To expect the worst

Made my bed

And I dive into it

Till I fizzle out

And back in to it

Are you at the door?

Are you listening?

Well it was amicable

Or so I tell myself

Now I am biting down

To keep from crying out

And for the things that I said

I hope I burn in hell

Take me to primrose hill

And spread my ashes out

Leant a hand

And to my own chagrin

You gotta tell me twice

To lean into it

But I turn a cheek

And you’re used to it

You take the brunt meant for somebody else

Take off your cap call it a day

But you’ll be there waiting in the corridor

To say

That it was amicable

Or so you tell yourself

I see you biting down

To keep from crying out

God I’m the queen of this shit, making you feel like hell

Take me to primrose hill and spread my ashes out

Anywhere you go, I’ll be there to dote.