NICE GIRLS

DIE SLOW

I wonder what grows past the city,

I wonder what makes a ghost town,

I care about all of the people,

but I’ll pack all of my favorite things

and I said that I loved you too soon, now there are no words for the way that I feel

King in a Casket

with every x on the calendar, I wonder if I’ll see her

Anchors.

I said I’d save you this time. I’m a liar because I can’t save myself