You wake up next to me. I have a morning coffee. We stare past each other. My stomach hurts. This isn't the way it used to be. This isn't the way its supposed to be.
You're a neon light and you're too bright for me.
I pick you up in my truck. You turn the music up. We stare out the windows. My stomach aches. This isn't the way it used to be. This isn't the way its supposed to be.
You are a neon light and you're too bright for me.
You change your color now. On the way back to your house. We care so much. "Bumblebee, I'm hungry" Your stomach hurts but you miss me. So this is the way it will be.
You're a neon light and you're too bright for me.
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