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would you tell me to go fuck myself? or lead me to the garden?

i knew you, tried to change the ending, peter losing wendy

my best laid plan, your sleight of hand

i knew you, hand under my sweatshirt, baby, kiss it better

your back beneath the sun, wishin' i could write my name on it

no, i could never give you peace

remember when i pulled up and said “get in the car” and then canceled my plans just in case you'd call?

i hit the ground running each night, i hit the sunday matinée, you know the greatest films of all time were never made

i was walking home on broken cobblestones, just thinking of you, when she pulled up like, a figment of my worst intentions

i'm not your problem anymore so who am i offending now?

my only one, my smoking gun, my eclipsed sun, this has broken me down

and in a feud with her neighbour, she stole his dog and dyed it key lime green

and that's the thing about illicit affairs

what a shame she went mad, you made her like that

would you tell me to go fuck myself? or lead me to the garden?

betty, i know where it all went wrong, your favorite song was playing, from the far side of the gym

i want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet, because i haven't moved in years

but what you did was just as dark darling, this was just as hard as when they pulled me apart

second, third, and hundredth chances, balancin' on breaking branches, those eyes add insult to injury

teal was the color of your shirt when you were sixteen at the yogurt shop. you used to work at to make a little money

i'm not cut out for all these cynical clones, these hunters with cell phones