on the rocks
October 16th, 2008now baby if you’ve been wonderin
why i’m flaky and stubborn
and refuse to rub your neck,
why we don’t go walking or dancing
and when we talk i address your chest…
it’s not that you’re shallow
or mean or conceited
or that you’d stab me in the back
(even if you were or you did
i wouldn’t notice
cause i’m just not focused on that).
no it isn’t your body
and it isn’t the sex
it’s that when i get drunk
you kinda look like my ex
and if you didn’t know then at least now
you won’t have to guess