Dirty.
You seem harmless
I seem Dirty
Like your jokes and your car
You like to play pretend
play music
and judge overpriced art
You’ve got a record but baby you’re a clean slate
Know what not to bring up on a first date
I think your poetry is corny
But it’s fine cause you’re hot
You only write what you know
And you don’t know what your not
You’re not special
We’re not even
And I’m sure as hell not yours
But god forbid
that god forbids
what happens
behind closed doors
You’re gonna make me make make me say I’m yours
Your gonna make me write a song and I’m sure
That you’re never gonna cut it
And I’m gonna stay a mess
And when you call this bullshit off we’re gonna know It’s for the best


