Sweet Tooth

Your lips on a red coffee cup
Made of paper
You sip but you don't get enough
So I watch your tongue curl around the edges
And I'm sick to my stomach
And ashamed that I let it

Get me in the way that it does every time
I sit and watch you as you read his lines
You didn't take my hand
But said I'd be your wife
As we played pretend
At nine o'clock at night

And you don't know my mind goes in circles
All alone my face turning purple
The second I step out of your car
I want to die
I just want to be where you are
Thank god I don't drive

I wanna call but I know you'd answer
A fatal fall for a wonderful dancer
You're everything I ever hoped to be
I prayed for prophecy
You're stardust on a stage you're heavenly
For every sweet tooth there's a cavity

There's opossums running on rooftops
Another thing you're scared of
Before I get dropped off
You leave me on the curbside
I'm running out of reasons
You know I got no curfew
No one to believe in

So you could have me right now
You know you could
But you don't want it in some
Back wash neighborhood
You're so dramatic
Cause you know I'd fall easier
Than a ripe apple on a tree
I fell easy
But it's autumn and you're not big on
Changing leaves

I wanna call but I know you'd answer
A fatal fall for a wonderful dancer
You're everything I knew I'd never be
And time's slipping away from me
You're stardust on a stage you're heavenly
For every sweet tooth there's a cavity

But you drive me home
I sit and watch
You feel alone
And start to drift off

I ask you how he is
You say "the same"
"So much for having kids"
You text me on the train

But you drive me home
(And you don't think I'm too dependent on you)
I'm staring straight
(Cause you don't know half of the things I think)
(When I watch you move)
Do I lean in to you?
(It's just a different time you say)
(To cover up the mess I've made)
Or memorize your license plate
(You're gonna find a place somewhere)
(There's solace in a room I swear)

Cause if you drive me home
(And you don't think about the damage you do)
Every goddamn day
(Cause you don't know half of the places)
(I've spilled my guts on you)
Am I more to you
(Everybody knows your name)
(And knows the monster I became)
Than a kid who waits
(Searching for a piece of you down every single avenue)

For a twenty minute ride
With a wicked tooth ache