The Problem

Pairs best with, "Paint By Numbers"

The problem is I want it all,

real deal love,

do the work but

spill your guts love. 

high school car sex and

grocery store grazing for god knows what, love.

I saw your face in a window

and now I carry a pocket full of rocks;

while your heart wastes time

carving out

news paths on old roads,

figuring out how to keep 

your mother fucking cool.  

Lose it.

Bombs are falli…