i wrote this in the backseat of a car en route to the neutral ground in new orleans. i hate sitting in the backseats of cars, seriously.



backseat

i sit here
loser "backseat" girl
the bitch in bluejeans
feeling useless
the road is long
and i am stuck here
backseat
backseat
stop the car now!
for once i'll say i liked you both
but neither of you i can say much
one now a blank page
the other...(affection?)
but backseat driver
here i sit
and tears will stain my inner soul
oh, didn't you know?
don't you fucking even know?
you never did
the day is dim
the cd skips
i sit here still
backseat driver
bouncing along the interstate
stop
the
car
now.


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