noses are fun.

she says she’s leavin on a Sunday,
i don’t care, i need to know where to turn.
i tried it once it never caught on,
i was the only one who got burned.
i was the only one who got burned.

suddenly between sheets and eyelids, i am reminded why i don’t do this.
i fall in love far too quickly,
i never want her to forget me.
when you’re gone,
will you call?
will you write?