Timmy

Timmy says you've gotta speak
Other choice is to die, it seems
So much on my mind this week
Words are hard to get past the teeth

Would be so good to make him laugh
Bring him flowers when he's sad
He's something i'd like to have
But I know he just wants her back

I call you up again, I know you're always picking up the phone
But when I hang it up, I really feel like I am all alone

Gabby says quit thinking deep
Says you're more surface than it seems
Cheeks bloom at bad poetry
I could fall hard for anything

I take a big sip from the cup although I know it's way too hot
I go to bed with you even though he's everything you're not



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Writer(s): Sarah Holt
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