onlysweetpea
Bluelighter
I don’t use love as an excuse to be excited
As an excuse to be fulfilled
As an excuse to be broken hearted
As an excuse to be happy
As an excuse to be lazy
As an excuse to eat fast food
As an excuse to have sex
As an excuse to be miserable
As an excuse to fuck work
As an excuse to have wet dreams
As an excuse to change who I am
As an excuse to cancel previous plans
As an excuse to forget friends
As an excuse to be who I am.
For it is all these things, and a bag of chips.
And as much as it is wonderful, it is horrific.
And as much as it is beautiful, it is painfully grotesque.
And as much as I am empty, I am fantastically full,
fat and happy as I wanna be,
knowing that last bite,
that last man,
the one who got away,
(oh honey
don’t
they
always
run?)
ain’t gonna be the last one
who’s gonna love me.
As an excuse to be fulfilled
As an excuse to be broken hearted
As an excuse to be happy
As an excuse to be lazy
As an excuse to eat fast food
As an excuse to have sex
As an excuse to be miserable
As an excuse to fuck work
As an excuse to have wet dreams
As an excuse to change who I am
As an excuse to cancel previous plans
As an excuse to forget friends
As an excuse to be who I am.
For it is all these things, and a bag of chips.
And as much as it is wonderful, it is horrific.
And as much as it is beautiful, it is painfully grotesque.
And as much as I am empty, I am fantastically full,
fat and happy as I wanna be,
knowing that last bite,
that last man,
the one who got away,
(oh honey
don’t
they
always
run?)
ain’t gonna be the last one
who’s gonna love me.
