Green Light

A name-dropping, neurotically wordy love song to a girl who hates allusions and pretentious, awkward phrasing.

I’m your skinny Jay Gatsby

Trapped in the green of my debauchery

Piercings in your ears ring with my memory

Of when last it was raining with Tolstoyan beauty

You were somewhere asleep and I guess I was busy

Treating everybody like an old friend

Did you ever think maybe

I ended up losing you to honesty

And maybe if you’d seen what you wanted to see

I could’ve been more for worthy

If I’d lied you wouldn’t have left me

For somebody like him

 

And I know that I always

swallow the last of my lines

Don’t listen for them baby,

They’re too much like me

In the end, they’ll only

waste your time.

 

The crisp, carbonated smell of cut grass

Clung, not loved or hated, to your shoes and passed

On the day you said summer went too fast

When something’s dead, you wish it could last

And I saw your the hair on your head on every inch of the ground

And I wish my eyes could see a little wider

Something besides the hourglass on that spider

The sand slips and the venom unwinds

We always missed it wasn’t us killing time

It was just the other way around

 

And I know that I always

swallow the last of my lines

Don’t listen for them baby,

They’re too much like me

In the end, they’ll only

waste your time.

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