Lt Headtrip - My Way Out

Better check for the exits before you get settled
Plan your escape before they slam the gates
And you’re planted in place
I left my scarf in hoboken over the neckless she slept in
She let her guard down for no one I was a reckless exception
She got me hard for a moment then I remembered protection
Was now a part of the motions and felt dejected. It isn’t you, i’m just nervous
“Don’t worry. You’re body’s perfect. Hold me like i’m your person,” she purred
I keep the condoms in the pocket with the dice
And sometimes I roll 'em twice, but this wasn’t one of those nights
I’ll probably chew you up and spit you back in your mouth
I thought to myself, out loud into her blouse
Blew the candle on the low top out. She got distracted
I’m like, Don’t stop now. i’m almost happy
This the type of place that barely lights your way
So if you end up getting sugar from a stranger, it’s okay
And if you find yourself or soul mate here today
It’s more than likely you’ll forgot and wake up even more astray
That evening wore an overcast, mild mist, over coat
Hoping she could hold my hand lower than she’d hold her hopes
How could I uplift her ghost when I could barely hold my own
Maybe if i’m forward now i’ll fix it with, “I told you so,” later on
Made her mind up before my warning slipped
And she decided she’d be mine. Impulsive ownership
In that gently lit corner where she stole my kiss
I can’t take that back. My neck’s been cold ever since
I should know better
Listen, daddy knows best unless you don’t let him
And you could do better than this. Bless your little head
I’ll be on my way now, I’m on my way out
I should know better. but you’re no better
Listen, daddy knows best unless you don’t let him
And you could do better. Bless your little well intentioned head
I’ll be on my way now, I’m on my way out
The skies in April an hour north of Asheville
Laid an eggshell layer of powder onto the path
We climbed anxious through the mountainous backroads
I was worried this might end well they were nervous we might crash
Just an amateur driver but a road dog nonetheless
And an absent navigator with a broken GPS
I went over what she’d said, hopeful he’s just a friend
Too lonely to let this be another moment of regret
See, I met her younger and dumber when cigarettes were our jobs
I loved a somebody somewhere we never mentioned at all
We let the tension become us. I read her neck with my tongue
While she let her dress come undone and pulled my threads with her pulse
It ended abruptly as so many sparks do
I meant to be subtle, but we were met with a hard truth
Enter my somebody and my mislaid loyalty
She never told me she loved me, I never bid her adieu
So we crested that frigid precipice and I realized the lucid definition of what friendship is
She had a somebody while I had misread evidence
Shit, I guess I made that up. Been second guessing ever since
I should know better
Listen, daddy knows best unless you don’t let him
And you could do better than this. Bless your little head
I’ll be on my way now, I’m on my way out
I should know better. but you’re no better
Listen, daddy knows best unless you don’t let him
And you could do better. Bless your little well intentioned head
I’ll be on my way now, I’m on my way out

Written by:
Patrick Childers

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