i went to speak to you
she aswered your door
she wore your shirt nothing
more her smile light up the whole front porch
not i see why i wasnt picked over her
she way prettier
she smiled at me and asked why i was there for
i told her to tell you im sorry for beig an ugly whore
she frowned as i walked away from the old memory tour
i wish i could be like what you needed more
i kinda wish i was like well
her..
xoxo silver
