Toes

I always get tanned toes

Because I put suncream on up to my elbows

And who knows

If you’ll stay or if you’ll go?

I see that’s just how things tend to be

Tomorrow I don’t know who I will be

Seasons change like my personality

Really, I shouldn’t care what you think of me

People are always going to dig

Didn’t do this, you didn’t do this

Where the fuck where you when I needed you ?

Where the fuck where you when I called for you?

Shit like that makes me see that you should not be in my life,

you spat out your words with a carving knife,

Twice.

Nothing stays clean, people eventually turn nasty and mean

I have disproportions in my hands

And I don’t know where to stand

On the left side of the road or the right

Hoping you might pick me up one night

I always get cold toes

Cover up when the sun shows

And who knows

If you’ll stay or if you’ll go?

I see that’s just how things tend to be.