You don’t recover from a night like this. A victim still lying in bed, completely motionless. A hand moves in the dark to a zipper. Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets barely whisper, "This is so messed up."
The Front Bottoms//Twin Size Mattress- Studio acoustic Version It’s no big surprise you turned out this way. When they close their eyes and prayed you would change And they cut your hair, and sent you away You stopped by my house the night you escaped With tears in my eyes, I begged you to stay You said, “Hey man, I love you but no fucking way”