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