Attic Full of Barbie Limousines

You like it how we dumped glass in the bike lane?
Regulate the fruit with a sandhill crane
Spread it all to rot in a dozen end zones
Remind me again what the uprights know

You like it how we huff paint in the bathroom?
All the day drinkers with adult cartoons
Drew a tattoo of my burnt down house
I'll get it on my skin when I finally calm down

But you
You got out
And you
You won't say how

The walk was fine
And it was not that far
The hotline said
Baby just breathe
The spot to hide
Oh it was not that dark
Up in the attic with the
Barbie
Barbie limousines

You like the ballerina at the rollerskate rink?
Rose in a Coke can above her sink
Never made friends with her porch-sized dog
But she had a cute grin when you fought him off

You like it how the fists all fit in your hands?
Feeding all the ants on the train park bench
Just cuz you said you weren't coming back
That doesn't mean we ever really get the last laugh

But you
You got out
And you
You won't say how

The walk was fine
And it was not that far
The hotline said
Baby just breathe
The spot to hide
Oh it was not that dark
Up in the attic with the
Barbie
Barbie limousines

("What's for dinner?")
("Hot dogs")