The boy at Kirkwood
Thought that I was sweet
As we sat upon the trunk
Singing Cripple Creek
His girl had left him there
Bc she felt him weak
He said you were lucky
Let no one compete
I'm afraid to lose you tho
To a name I know
I would think she's brown
But she wasn't even clear
I'm told
She didn't come
From the bottom shelf
Where they put
The cheap on hold
You traded me in
For a different bottle
Of fool's gold
We were one heart that
Beat in two chests alone
Now half is gone
The other stone
I'm wishing
You could see me now
How you've turned
Me to skin and bone
But you're too stubborn
To even
Stick around to grow old
I'm losing you now
To a name I know
I would think she's brown
But she's not even clear
I'm told
She didn't come
From the bottom shelf
Where they put
The cheap on hold
You traded me in
To lay with
A different bottle
Of fool's gold
I understand sadness
I understand greed
What I don't understand
Is why
You lied to me
I have words upon words
Of you saying how deep
We can be
Still you didn't even
Drop a line
When you chose
To leave
I've lost you now
To a name I know
I would think she's brown
But she wasn't even clear
I was told
She didn't come
From the bottom shelf
Where they put
The cheap on hold
You'd rather sleep
Forever
With your bottle
Of fool's gold
It seems the boy
From Kirkwood
Was more delusional
Than we
I never had a chance to compete
You chose to die
Than live with me
©lunabrosla
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