The new Walking Wounded press!
—Okay I Believe You but My Tommy Gun Don't
I am heaven sent,
Don’t you dare forget.
I am all you’ve ever wanted,
What all the other boys all promised.
Sorry I told. I just needed you to know.
I think in decimals and dollars.
I am the cause to all your problems,
Shelter from cold. we are never alone.
Coordinate brain and mouth.
Then ask me whats it like to have
Myself so figured out.
I wish I knew..
"And I know, but you can’t stay angry forever, or so I’m told."