1989 (To Be Honest I’ve Surprised Myself For Not Picking Demi)

~ kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats under coats

~ 'Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream

~ he can't keep his wild eyes on the road

~ you took a Polaroid of us//then discovered//the rest of the world was black and white//but we were in streaming color

~ I've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made

~ I'm dancing on my own//I make the moves up as I go

~ I wish we could go back and remember what we were fighting for

~ Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes

~ Someday when you leave me I bet these memories will follow you around

~ pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks

~ this love is glowing in the dark

~ loves a fragile little flame it could burn out

~ the drought was the very worst// when the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst