And Chapstick
Too Rich, Think I'm gonna be sick
Too much History,
Or was it just me?
Or Should I even bother asking?
Ashley Sugarnotch
I don't think our time was wasted
Bitter now, though I must admit
You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted
Summer Days, in a sunny phase
And cool nights, in a daisy glaze
Now its cavities, forced pleasantries
And a couple hundred or so unsaid pleas
I'm not hedging any bets
Or lying to save some face
Cause I've got no regrets
Or memories I'd like to erase