​​buspirone June Henry

Honestly, whatever
Getting on new medication
So I don't run home in bad weather
Whenever I see your face in the bar
I can't believe you still even step into
A multitude of reasons you're supposedly sober
And it's where I met you

My parents say they hope you get better
For your own sake
I try not to give a fuck about you
Just the people in your wake
Still, when the queens said you were shaking
I got so damn scared
I still google your obituary to make sure you're still there

The way I used to
When I loved you
Searching car crash in your cross streets
Wondering if you're gone for good
Every time you've gone to sleep
And yeah, I'm paranoid by nature
But you've rewired my mind
Now when someone so much as flakes on me
I lose it every time