Boats
Michaela Caitlin
Milk and honey sounds good don't it
Til you're stuck in the boats
And regardless of my buoyancy
I still can't stay afloat
Cause you're tired wrapped around my feet
And your body's sinking next to me
Just a tool on your shelf
While you ignore yourself
Pint of liquor pound of fodder
An excuse to begin
Second go a better daughter
All the same in the end
With your fingers wrapped around my feet
And your frame impressed atop of me
Just a notch in your belt
While you ignore yourself
Take a look at yourself
Would you look at yourself