We burned down the kitchen in our hurry to create
Eyes distracted by thoughts
Add another dash of spice
Maybe that was too much.
We never watched the other kids
Everyone was watching us and it was only right
He was too tall but it was romantic
Washed the car as it began to rain
Forged a path through the trees
Flashlights are heaven.
I always watched you
It was never time to be sorry
Your shoes will never fit on my feet
And life won't wait for us
Get in the car so we can have a talk
I hope somebody brought the pineapple
Because I have on my red lipstick
The drugstore lights made you think I loved you
We burned down the kitchen and Mom didn't get mad
may 2007
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