I guess our relationship
has been nothing but peculiar
since the day you told me you were afraid of squids,
and I made you eat one.
I get it now,
why Iíve always been the
Iíve come to the conclusion,
that you have no choice but to love
the studded belts,
and hand painted coasters
I come with,
and youíre starting to forgive me
for not being the girl,
who always had the daisies in her hair
because youíll never get all of the hours,
you spent on my floor
listening to me ramble,
Iím sorry Iím just the girl who puts lampshades on her head
ties nooses with††the telephone cord
and doesnít taste like coffee quite the way she does.
breaking the door, but it just wouldn't have been as dramatic, I confuse this for love.