I hate sex
A Certain Kind of Luck
He waved but I swear he was sitting dead in his truck, and I’m smoking what’s left of this pipe-dream
I’m envious of everyone with a front seat

Today I wish that you saw me
I just wish you fucking saw me

One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for love, four if I die
Five for heaven, six for hell
Seven for reminiscing on the love, my heart is missing

One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for love, four if I die
Five for heaven, six for hell
Seven for reminiscing on the love, my heart is missing
One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for love, four if I die
Five for heaven, six for hell
Seven for reminiscing on the love, my heart is missing
One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for love, four if I die
Five for heaven, six for hell
Seven for reminiscing on the love, my heart is missing
One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for love, four if I die
Five for heaven, six for hell
Seven for reminiscing on the love, my heart is missing
One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for love, four if I die
Five for heaven, six for hell
Seven for reminiscing on the love, my heart is missing