Yesterday Kids

ACT I { iv }

The door slams shut as your stormy mood permeates the air inside

Until its suffocating

It's killing me and you know

But instead you open your beloved car (that you spent a summer or two saving up for)

And I lock myself in the bathroom.

I know what you'll do-

You'll get in and drive and drive and drive until you don't know where you are

And then you'll drink and drink and drink until you're senseless and call me

Sobbing into the phone that you're sorry.

Because I know its what you need to hear now

You're too weak for the ugly truth

And so am I.

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