sorry i bled on your shirt
it’s hanging over my face
i give you my shirt you’re wearing my jeans
think we still have a good thing going
i’m embarrassed i can’t eat, think i embarrassed you and i embarrassed myself too

and still we are spoons and kiss on the back and share water out of the same glass
you get up to let my cat in the room you and i hold each other until noon
sometimes i cry a lot, i cry a lot