it’s been
so hard to ask you:
why do angels cry
at midnight?
and it’s been so hard to grab you
on the day I lied
and set myself aside.
you’re always wrong
and I don’t know why.
let’s write it down tonight
like we did last night.
I have an appetite
for many bad things.
but I try to do it right.
always wrong
but I don’t know why.
appetite
I’m gonna set myself aside
appetite
I’m gonna try to do it right.
do it right
but not tonight.
always wrong
and I don’t know why.
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