Backseat Taxi

Want you to know

I see the darkness in your eyes
I was always afraid of
You tilt your head to me and say
"Hey girl, this what you're made of"

But I don't
See the resemblance
You are smoking cigarettes

Limping to a taxi
Quiet in backseat
Crying in the middle of the living room floor

Needed someone steady
But that shit is heavy
And they can't fit through the door

Want you to know

And you parade him
Parade him like a dog
Spilling guts for him to clean up
I know his fur is wonderful
But his thumbs aren't opposable

And I will help him floor wash the floor of you
As soon as he is ready to I know
I'm just so logical
You'd think it'd be impossible

Limping to a taxi
Quiet in the backseat
Crying in the middle of the living room floor

Needed someone steady
But that shit is heavy
And they can't fit through the door

Want you to know

Limping to a taxi
Quiet in the backseat
Crying in the middle of the living room floor

Needed someone steady
But that shit is heavy
And they can't fit through the door



Credits
Writer(s): Laura Steadman
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