Dirty Blankets from Phooks by Annie Thing

No need to romanticize
My books spine is cracked and tolled
Another one who is too old
Wrote for you but you won't read
I'll try not to hate your greed
Turn the pages, try not to fold
Once I'm gone I won't be here to hold

The face you need to read
Is staring back in front of me
The eyes that need to blink
But you never were one to think

No need to romanticize
Chapters end and covers close
Have enough and paper cuts will show
I'll burn the stack and blow the ash
Airborne it's not easy to catch

The face you need to read
Is staring back in front of me
It wasn't minuscule
How easily you could be cruel

• Alternative
• Massachusetts
• New Hampshire
• bedroom pop
• lofi
• sweetheart
• Boston