Joe Piotrowski - Prom Queen

She's walking home alone
Got her keys, her jacket, and her phone
Listening to every "told you so"
Is there anyone who knows?
It's late and she's surprised
A lovely face and bloodshot eyes
Her social feed has been materialized
As she's waiting for her life
I could tell you what happens to the prom queen
When she runs out of movies she's already seen
Her daily living's turning into bad dreams
I could tell you what happens to the prom queen
Eating breakfast all alone
Yeah, I know you shouldn't call
The onе text on my screen's the only truth I need
Thought it was us all along
Is there someone else to call?
The silk sheets are the poetry you're always leaving
I could tell you what happens to the prom queen
When she runs out of movies she's already seen
Her daily living's turning into bad dreams
I could tell you what happens to the prom queen
Her mind goes missing every time that he leaves
And she'll catch her boyfriend in another's backseat
Goes back to party, hanging out with some sleaze
I could tell you what happens to the prom queen

Written by:
Joseph Piotrowski

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