Lovechild

“We were good ’til I told youOne last kiss and we overLovechild, we gotta grow up nowWe were young but we olderDrunk in love now we soberLovechild, we gotta grow up now”

Happy World

I tell myself that it’s a happy worldBuy my own little place I can hideKinda dark, but at least it’s all mineHouse on fire, but I’m closing the blindsTell myself, tell myself that I’m fine

I can fix him

The smoke cloud billows out his mouthLike a freight train through a small townThe jokes that he told across the barWere revolting and far too loud