I broke the record
I wrote my second love song
For my sweetheart
She turns my red shoes on
And she's got big eyes
And she's from texas
Brought me my first cowboy cold
We met on tinder
We are the future in form
Wears skirts and dresses
I wear them when we're alone
And she's got secrets
And she likes music
Like Artsy fartsy homo stuff
I'm writing like I'm in a show
Babe I think it's time to go
I don't eat
I don't care for myself no more
We don't talk or explain our roles
We just kiss and pretend we know
It's only been weeks
I'd say I've confessed it all
In her conviction
Her declaration of love
Is like a secret
Her love is shelter
Laws of love written in stone
I drive a vespa
I pick her up when she's home
She holds my ribcage
She strokes my skin to the bone
And like a virgin
My body crumbles
Shift in my manifesto
I'm writing like I'm in a show
Babe I think it's time to go
