Valentine Shmalentine
BRIDIE MAE SIOBHAN MONDS WATSON
Purchasing flowers outside of the local bar
Such a romantic pound for moulded plastic
Fumbling nails itch a label by accident
Your knees naked, the table
I need you
I just do
What purpose was I?
If not the apple of your eye?
In an endless scroll, red heart shapes speed by
If a good deed doesn't earn a post on the internet
Is it selflessly meant?
Help I'm scared
I'm lost in some nothingness
And I can't find where the exit is
I need you
I just do
I just do
I just do
I just do
I just do
I just do
I just do
I just do
I need you
I just do