Lydia

Lydia

I’m not alive enough for you babe

You’re some kind of line drawn down in the dirt

Trying to please you

Could not amount to growing me wings

Our love is a beautiful thing

A heart is lazy

You people ’ve been dead since I was a kid

Eating in restaurants hanging around the kitchen sink

Lydia

Come out and break the ice with a drink

You’re so interesting, interesting

Lydia

I wrote down the last words you said to me

“you’re not enough.

Goodbye while I have the chance.

I want…

Our apartment’s sinking, and I could get out or drown in a chair with loveless enemy next to me.”

Lydia