Kit

You were the one
Who got all excited
To sit with me in class
Mutual friend excuse my ass
Getting all hyperfocused, hear the words I say
Try
I invited you to that picnic
In the woods of Belgrade
You made those cookies and put them in your special jar
That dress and all
White blanket on the floor
We kiss, I feel nothing

One day at my place
She told me we're not gonna fuck
I said, fuck off then
Months later she sends me
Pages of horoscopes and all that stuff
Well she wanted to fuck after all



Credits
Writer(s): Kaan Kaytaz
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