half-open half-hearted
i'm half-broken, half-way home
don't call my name i'm half asleep
i'm mixing drinks
got a cactus that's dying
my room, its gone dry again
they said you can't kill it
but i did with my own two hands
we'll lay in bed after sex
smoke cigarettes
and we'll wear our best white socks
and i know
that i should go
but i liked the way he kissed me goodnight
mother she wants me gone
but my car won't start
and she wants me to take it apart
and he's standing by the highway
he's saying i can stay
but i'm watching a car swerve
down the road there's a club for girls
and i think of her
and her fake fur coat
i couldn't love her if i wanted to
i've never been in love
not the way that kids are
and car swerves off the road
driver's half-baked, half-haunted by all his mistakes
and so i look back at him
he tastes like cigarettes
we'll have sex in our best white socks
and i know
that i should go
but i liked the way he kissed me goodnight
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