you could wait for a lifetime to spend your days in the sunshine

Pour yourself another drink
while you drive into the haze
of a hot summer's day,
while you empty your head to think.

Light me another cigarette
as I lie on my side,
drugged-up but alive,
avoiding the eyes I once met.

One more line, one more time.
Hold my hand as I steer the wheel,
trying to forget how to feel
the stitching scratch these palms of mine.

One more night and then we'll know
by the shrill echoes and black holes
hiding what was once your soul.
I'll follow you, even when you go.

We should stop.
We should go.
We should know
to say no.
But it's me and it's you
and we never knew.