Bad Times (I'm Trying to Remember Them as to Smother Any Chance We Might Have at a Reunion)
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She etched ten years into my
Forehead
A Michelangelo with
Manipulation
I told my friend that I could do better his brow
Furrowed he wasn't so sure
You were the hot one after all
I was the insecure
Now we're sleeping with strangers
Exchanging handfuls
Of references and forced inside jokes
Based on a foundation of sex
And unmet hopes
You fuck with hammers and chisels
Where I'm ignorant as hell
Only learned how to use your stencils
Only learned how to use
And the stakes are all clean
Exactly as you'd like them to be
If only I could have seen
Down dark halls filled with bad things
Forehead
A Michelangelo with
Manipulation
I told my friend that I could do better his brow
Furrowed he wasn't so sure
You were the hot one after all
I was the insecure
Now we're sleeping with strangers
Exchanging handfuls
Of references and forced inside jokes
Based on a foundation of sex
And unmet hopes
You fuck with hammers and chisels
Where I'm ignorant as hell
Only learned how to use your stencils
Only learned how to use
And the stakes are all clean
Exactly as you'd like them to be
If only I could have seen
Down dark halls filled with bad things