Maggie from Ruiner by Vincent Draper

Maggie

Maggie has go a man that she loves
I mean, I think she really thinks that she does
She wears her love on her arm
But you’d swear it looks just like a palm

She don’t like talking a lot
She mostly keeps to herself
He don’t want to hear what she’s got to say
You’d think they’d get along pretty well

She knows she could do better
She knows she’s better to leave
So raise up your glasses
It’s not like she’s packing
Here’s to another summer in sleaves

I know you’ve seen her around
Prettiest girl in your town
While everyone complains of the heat
There’s Maggie, pulling down her sleeves

They all pretend not to see
Smile and turn their cheek
Don’t ask, you’d rather not know
About the love she keeps waiting at home

• Indie
• Rock
• Soft Core
• gothic
• sad bastard
• slow jams
• Salt Lake City