There’s no denying that’s a pretty face.
There’s no excuse still for being late.
The corner store’s got a sale on
greeting cards that sell half price love.
There’s truth in breathing at an even pace.
There’s beauty bending to bear the weight.
So either way you feel overwhelmed
exchanging coffee for whiskey now.
I’ve got a big bad wolf of a habit
full of hot air and over dramatics
Got a house built solely of glass when
I huff and puff well nothing happens
I gave her cashmere for Christmas once.
She gave me friendship when I had none.
There’s proof in putting a sweater on
the back of someone you’re giving up.
I’ve got a big bad wolf of a habit
full of disdain for love when I have it
Got a house built solely of glass and
no stones left to throw just ashes ashes
Ashes to ashes to ashes to ashes
to ashes to ashes to ashes
to ashes to ashes
to ashes to
ashes to
ashes.