silver bandit from open letter by open letter

on a couch, in a room
just me, invader zim and you
fingertips talk in total silence
eyes not watching the cartoon violence
i'm a hella superstitious self destruction of a boy
but i know her black cat's not vicious
she even likes the fall of troy
so i trace my labored fingers down the bones of her spine
a love drunk and drunken driver sweeping over yellow lines
trying to reach the destination i am yours and you are mine
hit a tree and carve your name and mine combined with a plus sign
all alone with my thoughts
without you me is all i've got
if we could talk this whole thing over
make some progress or just get some closure
girl i know you're not malicious
i hope you know i'm not as well
but i sure will miss your kisses but
then again time will tell
wish i could trace my labored fingers down the bones of her spine
a love drunk and drunken driver sweeping over yellow lines
trying to reach the destination i am yours and you are mine
hit a tree and carve your name and mine combined with a plus sign
silver bandit, show your face
silver bandit, please embrace me
silver bandit, show your face
silver bandit, please embrace me
so i trace my labored fingers down the bones of your spine
a love drunk and drunken driver sweeping over yellow lines
trying to reach the destination i am yours and you are mine
hit a tree and carve your name and mine combined with a plus sign

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