SHALLOW TEARS
You walked in looking like the last line of a sad country song.
Like somebody must have hurt you.
Somebody must have done you wrong.
But you were laughing when you kissed me.
You smell like rain and taste just like Tennessee.
Ain't nobody ever know nobody the way you know me.
So please. Please.
Don't hold what you got against me, makes it hard for me.
Please. Please.
There's a torn up picture taped together in the pocket of my blue jeans.
I wonder if you ever wonder what it is you're doing to me.
But you're always laughing when you kiss me.
You smell like rain and you tasted like Tennessee.
Whiskey.
Ain't it hard to be, lonely.
Time and time again I'm left to defend what you mean to me.
So please. Please.
You'll just disappear and I'll cry shallow tears that nearly drown me.
Please. Please.
Let me be.
You walked in looking like the last line of a sad country song.