There's a joke I've been dying to tell you
With your back to the bathroom stall
Going blonde for the summer
But already hungry for fall
Look the same as the day that I lost you
Everything already known
With a joint in your teeth
And a smile underneath
And my naked pictures on your phone
And he's gonna want you
And you're gonna let him
Stand on the corner and wait
For the cops to come get him
I still keep your face in a locket
Just a kid who could dance on her toes
When you'd sweat out the sickness
And go buy new summer clothes
I'm a conduit for all your ambition
Hedging bets that are taller than me
Maybe could've been an actress
If I had just fixed up my teeth
He's not gonna know you
But he'll call you dollface
Porcelain gathering dust
When you give up the chase
There's a killer in the downstairs apartment
There are habits you never give up
With your candy paint grin
Wipe the shit off your chin
They're calling you now on your bluff
