Emily Kinney Be Good
It's unclear now what we intend.
We're alone in our own world.
And you don't want to be my boy friend.
And I don't want to be your girl.
But that, that's relief.
We'll drink up our grief.
And pine for Summer.
And we'll buy a beer to shotgun.
We'll lay in the lawn.
And we'll be good.
Now I'm laughing at my boredom.
And my string failed attempts.
Cause you think that it's important.
And I welcome the sediments.
And we talk on the phone at night.
Till it's daylight.
And I feel clever.
And I hear, the slow in your speech.
Yeah your half asleep.
Say goodnight.
Now I've got friendships to mend.
And I'm selfishly dispossessed.
And you don't want to be my boy friend.
And that's probably for the best.
Cause that, that gets messy.
And you will hurt me or I'll disappear.
So we will, drink beer all day.
And our guards will give way.
And we'll be good.
And we'll be good.
