a song about raymond carver if raymond carver was the girl from my english class

Waking up hungover in your bed I felt like Kafka
You said I didn't have to go (Then i went home)
Imagining badass horns on my head what a disaster
when baby blue sedan came on you started driving faster

Yr room looked like a pastel painting
Yr room looked like the violin that I'm learning
Yr room looked like ikea

Waking up hungover in my bed and drinking coffee
Listening to snail mail and waiting for you to call me

Ur room looked like a pastel painting
Ur room looked like the violin that I'm learning
Ur room looked like ikea

But I'll keep following you around
Drooling and in heart print boxers



Credits
Writer(s): Horse Bitch
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