i knew i wanted to fuck you
from the moment you came to my house
and i'm still lookin for the zoloft
i lost a month ago
you see
i thought about you
for a couple of months
and you never rejected me right?
right
so i should tell you
your eyes look pretty
and i wanna shoot you
with flowers and oranges
take you to a meadow
prepare a picnic
on a redwhite checkerboard cloth
pour wine in two paper cups
not a drop spilled
i warm you up with jokes
from my work or some shit
and you laugh
showin teeth, eyes bright
cheerful afternoon
but i wont cus
cus its all just
its all just
fuckin zoloft withdrawals