Winter Break

For however many centuries we've
Said to one another
That we don't know what we've
Got until it's gone
And I'm a quite fucked up young girl
And I cry tears like big fat pearls
Sometimes I measure love for the living
By pretending they've passed on i'd say

"Oh god, I loved him oh, I loved him
Oh, I loved my darling boy
And without him, I will never be the same"
Perfect eyes
A perfect nosе on such a perfect little facе
But best of all, he would take me far away
He was going to get me the
Fuck away from either goddamn coast
This boy was going to help me
Learn to take my meds
So when he dies in our real home
Instead of only in this song
I'll put our dusty, unused pistol to my head

But, I hope you have a good break
Sometimes that's all that it takes