Liz Isenberg
but their mouths were so pretty
Beautiful houses across the streetShe kissed me, ChicagoShe held under my fistAnd we were freezing in my parents' bedBut their mouths were so pretty and blue from the coldAnd we make love to all of our friendsAnd the ones I lovedI dreamed upThe one I won't let go ofWe drink on the couchWe drink by ourselvesBut you know betterAnd you know betterAnd you know betterAnd you know betterAnd you know better
From Letras Mania