You don't buy new clothes
You hate the radio
Big hairs in your nose
You move too slow
Crying in the dark
With a dirty mouth
I put a fist in your hand
Tongue in your mouth
Lying in the dark
With all your thoughts
The music
Doesn't stop
Ignoring insults
Cleaning skid marks
You beg
You crawl
Walking through the dark
Stepping over hearts
Holding each other
In parts