i like shiny things but i would marry you with paper rings// the only kind of girl they see is a one-night or a wife//she would've made such a lovely bride what a shame she's fucked in the head//and i wouldn’t marry me either

i’ll get your longing glances, but she'll get your ring // and clandestine meetings and longing stares // so much for summer love and saying "us" ‘cause you weren't mine to lose // your mom's ring in your pocket her picture in your wallet // i’m sure that you got a wife out there kids and christmas, but i’m unaware

sorry for not winning you an arcade ring // he wanted a bride i was making my own name chasing that fame // dragged my feet right down the aisle at the house lonely, good money // please i've been on my knees change the prophecy don't want money just someone who wants my company// talkin' 'bout your daddy's farm and you were gonna marry me // your wife waters flowers, i wanna kill her// at dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one people put wedding rings on and that's the closest i've come to my heart exploding// you swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? i died on the altar waitin' for the proof // at the park where we used to sit on children's swings wearing imaginary rings// and no, you can't come to the weddin' i know it's crazy, but he's the one i want// you shit-talked me under the table talking rings and talking cradles// whether i'm gonna be your wife, or gonna smash up your bike, i haven't decided yet// so if i sell my apartment and you have some kids with an internet starlet will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon?//soon they'll go home to their husbands smug 'cause they know they can trust him// a greater woman wouldn't beg but i looked to the sky and said please // are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me it's just a game, but really i'm bettin' on all three for us two// he said that if the sex was half as good as the conversation they'd be pushin' strollers but soon it was over// in the age of him, she wished she was thirty and made coffee every morning in a frеnch press afterwards she only atе kids' cereal and couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed.

all my white diamonds and lovers are forever don't you ever end up anything but mine // when i said i don't believe in marriage that was a lie // got me drеaming about a driveway with a basketball hoop boss up, settle down, got a wish list // have a couple kids, got the whole block looking like you // girls, i don't need to catch the bouquet, to know a hard rock is on the way // honey, i'm home, we could play house we can bed down, pick me up // thank you for the lovely bouquet i'm married to the hustle and now i know the life of a showgirl, babe.

guys i’m outside msg and she’s sound checking mary’s song ❤️💛

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

Lady in drive through had a bearded dragon sitting on her boobs and she held it up and let me pet it. killing myself canceled

No, it's okay. I can just tell you aren't visiting my blog and spam liking it every day like you used to and I'm taking that personally