She's drunk because she's nervous
New people scare her.
You can't tell unless you know
The way her nose crinkles like a rabbit
she hides from the world
ashamed of the way she was made
Her "rabbit nose" is my favorite thing
it Is how I know.
She's ashamed of everything about her bur me. Misguided much?
The ironic notion of anyone bragging
I watched her tell her writing friend I was beautiful. I can belive that through her fucked up drunken eyes.
She'll fall asleep not knowing. I'll wake up with her arms.
Loyalty is dead. Even in the best of the best. We're all outlaws in a time when outlaws die alone.