how
could
it've
ever've
been
better
she
sang
it
couldn't've
no

I
felt
if
I
kept
walking
towards
the
moon
I
just
might
catch
it

he
made
me
really
hate
the
song
under
my
thumb
amongst
other
things

and
then
nature
gave
me
a
full
golden
moon
to
howl
at
tonight

there's
frost
all
over
the
ground
and
the
roofs
and
the
moon
is
hanging
low

it
was
like
he'd
handed
me
a
box
of
golden
hearts
some
holy
treasure

I
didn't
notice
the
rain
or
how
cold
it
was
I
only
watched
the
moon

I
don't
miss
him
he's
a
piece
of
shit
but
I
do
think
of
him
sometimes

I
keep
going
back
to
that
picture
of
you
the
one
where
you're
an
icon

my
dad
carries
chap
stick
a
handkerchief
and
his
keys
on
his
belt
loop

I
told
him
I
liked
her
better
when
she
was
drunk
she
made
for
good
fun

you're
good
for
me
and
I'm
no
good
for
you
you're
good
for
me
I'm
no
good

you
must
remember
reno
the
way
I
remember
reno
nevada

she
looked
good
next
to
the
music
she
gave
birth
to
that
sugary
beat

it
was
that
lonely
trumpet
calling
to
me
to
hold
it
give
myself
up

the
goose
pond
was
still
except
for
the
raindrops
playing
atop
of
it

and
with
that
your
eyes
held
me
they
knew
me
and
i
fell
for
you
again

or
it
went
like
this
the
wind
the
rain
the
clouds
then
the
power
went
out

the
rain
pelted
the
windows
the
wind
made
the
walls
sway
and
then
the
clouds

i
feel
the
way
the
sun
looks
today
serene
bright
hidden
by
grey
clouds