TWO-FIFTY A.M. AND  

I’VE GOT MORE,

I WAS ON A 

ONE-WAY JOY.

YOU TELL ME

WHEN IT IS BEST…

NO ONE IS

A PRETTIER MESS.

I WANDER FOR A GLIMPSE

A LOOK AT YOUR CHAPPED LIPS.

I’M IN ESCROW AND

                               LOVE’S A JAIL,

I WILL WAIT

                    IF ALL ELSE FAILS.

I’M YOUR SATAN

AND THE VILLAIN.

I’M A PORTRAIT

WITH NO FEELINGS.

 

YOU TELL ME

WHEN IT’S ALL BETTER,

YOU’RE MY MUSIC,

AND MY WEATHER.

RNSNN