“stuck on you”
they all say I need to move on
but how can I do that
when you broke my heart in two
my friends say I need to snap out
of my blues and just let loose
but that’s not what I want to do
I rather snuggle under thick covers
drowning myself in Hӓagen-Dazs
until my belly is too full
then my thighs will get fatter
and I can sit on the sofa watching
mindless TV until I grow gray hair
mom says there are other fish in the sea
but I just cannot get past
the memories of your haunting face
my friends dragged me out last night
bar hopping and sipping cocktails
but I was no fun to be around
I just sat on a stool under flashing lights
watching others dance wild and free –
but not me, I’m still stuck on you
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