Cooler Pt 2 - Gleemer

I like your hair but they’re

Pulling it out from the furniture

You left the lake on a lighter note

But I could tell you were crying home

I felt different lying on the sand

While you washed out

You pulled my foot to let the water rush

Around my chest

I like the way you wrote

But at the bottom I found the note

From all the people you hang around

And I could I tell you were laying down

I left work the week you came around

The box lay still

You pulled my letters from the kitchen drawer

You’re pressed to fill

All you ever wanted to do was prove me wrong