if you want to be me
come back to the
graveyard where I
just now visited my
sweet baby under
cloudy moonlight with
the headstones leaning
backwards expecting
the shadows like no one
comes here sober and
really no they don't so
that has nothing to do
with it I came to see
her on my birthday
ain't that fucking stupid
because if she could
spread her legs it would
be dust and that would
only throw me off