Milo

Red rover, red rover, send milo on over
I haven't held their hand since early october
And they've got my g.l.o.s.s. shirt but
They mailed it back
And it smelled like their sweat and
The diner they work at

Reminds me of 3am, southern Oregon
Pulled over on I-5 to get even more high than this
All the stars overhead should know better than this
Your quick beating heart is one thing I miss

Blackberry malt liquor, fucked up expectations of starting over
You hide the plants on your dashboard
I fix your car with tin foil
And you know I know by the weight of your
Head on my chest, tonight, this is enough

And you'll wrap my 3 dollar studded belt
Around my neck and
I'll watch the whole room go dark
Without turning the lights out
Feel your way through the dark
Shotgun beers in the park
To moonlight, grab your bike
I swear this night's not over



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Writer(s): Saoirse Lomes Oleander
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