this morning you wake, a sun hits your face smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction. hush baby, speak softly, tell me you’re awfully sorry that you pushed me into the coffee table last night so i can push you off me. try and touch me so i can scream at you not to touch me, run out of the room and i’ll follow you like a lost puppy. baby, without you i’m nothing. i’m so lost, hug me then tell me how ugly i am but you’ll always love me.

I don’t know why I’m still surprised
even angels have their wicked schemes
and you take that to new extremes
but you’ll always be my hero
even though you’ve lost your mind