Not a bland Pepsi commercial
Not a guilt-laden AIDS concert
Rather, an out of style hat with feather and all
The one I gave her the night she reached the apex
I don't want to ride behind you anymore
I can pedal faster
Your rear blinker an irritant
Your stubbornness a detour
I don't want to stoop before the Queen
Spaced out words trickling off my tongue
Elongated vowels tickling my lips
Remember when we shared those vowels, those words?
Now we lean away from each other
Opposing kickstands
Tangled chains
Blinking lights
Blinking lights
With nothing more to say than guffawed nonsense
"So um yeah um okay um sure um yeah"
Don't fucking wear my hat
Don't fucking rewrite my words
Don't make me another character in your edited script
We lean away from each other
Bearing the brunt of 20 failed relationships before
I'd rather not see you at all
