Mollie

Please don't make me cry, falling stars nothing new, between the moon and sky, enjoy being stupid, think you are so cool, in a universe of cupids, don’t say it's all right, to flush me down sewers, hold arsenic to the light, it’s not my perfume, sense it makes you crude, breathe it deeply fool, you’ll soon face the tides, without any view, when you’re up this high, if it’s not lassitude, I'll find other tools, to turn your iips blue, bitter dreams candlelight, give me my due, angels gossamer stripes, won't revive you.