clearing deadweight out of our old place
i'll cut you in pieces and wrap you in ribbons for my birthday
and i'm deadweight
i'm in a bad state
i'll lay a new carpet and fix up the faucet and make pancakes
it got so late
all our boxed mistakes
the picture framed hours, the drain in the shower and the tax rate
i can't think straight
so much dead weight
clearing deadweight out of my suitcase
turn couches to kingdoms of fortified cinnamon pancakes
put up a new face
i'll carve my own space.
