Lock your commas to the back of your tongue and be done
Bring the cup to the tip of your lip and drink up
Buttercup, I was under your gun
Now I'm just another plot twist on the run
Last word is up for grabs
Pick one
It gets so thirsty under the sun
Break my tooth and tell me to smile again
Write me a letter with your broken pen
I'll tell myself and you can tell all your friends
Everything ends when it's all been said
It gets so thirsty under the sun