I still care anymore.
it has been more than two years
I must be slipping in my old age.
Song two is so strong and good,
makes me believe in rivers and love.
the sun must be sussing me out
or messing with me,
because a few years ago, I wouldn't have missed this shit.
Goddamn my yankee blue jeans,
and the gum on my shoe,
as well as Mike's Hard Lemonade in your fridge.
but sometimes I still pine
and cry for you.
maybe it is ego and age,
but I don't think so.