700 Pennies

I swim deep in liquor and shallow conversations Then L.A. nights' a trip I remember You would tell me I mean how could I forget Often waited for your text Paragraphs and paragraphs of I could only wish Or before I thought your lips Or before I felt your drip Phoebe food for fought I was starving, I was cold I've been lonely I've been told Love my wonder won't get lost Where you going, what you need Do your back your paranoia I turned up the Jordan sea I roll up some marijuana I know you don't really smoke But you talk a couple talks must be stressed out Maybe I can ease that pressure I could tell that human I could tell that you've been ditched though I just got 700 pennies at the last show And I must spend it all on you Came in worth of nothing but my ego But I can't take a tough on you My grandpa pop my scout nappy The wildest too loud that my head hurts The silence go down like Titanic Swim putting that good good like white panic Their intimacy don't make you fool love Quiet tragic how you Only came around when I kept you comming More apparent we were too impatient to love like parents Your parent my every thought A {parody} of your emotion like right Where you going, what you need Do your back your paranoia I turned up the Jordan sea I roll up some marijuana I know you don't really smoke But you talk a couple talks must be stressed out These flowers cost me 700 pennies I could never put a price upon your thoughts they cost too much To pay you more attention I'd be a fool in love Maybe I've fallen for the allure of man made mistakes So you could lose some decorum I feel better in the morning Ugh I just got 700 pennies at the last show And I must spend it all on you Came in worth of nothing but my ego But I can't take a tough on you