i'm waiting in the smoldering cold with a gun in my hands
for the late night train
flirting with the boy next to me,
a cheshire kitten
smile/smirk/wink; lick lips
my hands between my legs. (for you)
everything is a GODDAMNED GAME/

melt fucking melt for me.

my fingers are numb as i walk up to your door

but this isn't wrong
it isn't so wrong.