colleen from voice memos by bitter rose

they pierced a ring right through my septum and it made me sick for weeks, but that still didn't hurt quite as bad as the time you left me the morning that it was 30 degrees.
three cups of coffee and I still don't feel a thing. sometimes I think I see you, but I remember that I just live in a dream.
most days I wake up ready to blame you for everything, but mostly I'm just thankful that I got to kiss you again in the early spring.
you take off your glasses, say that you'll see me once the seasons change. three cups of whiskey later, and I still feel the same.
586 miles, please don't make fun of me for counting that. each time I leave, I always recalculate because I have to remember the possibility that I could be.

• Alternative
• dream pop
• garage band
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• San Francisco