There once was a man with a frostbitten heart whose left turn signal was
perpetually blinking
He went in circles his entire life
I always knew what he was thinking
Because he told me one rainy morning or maybe his laugh just sounded
like thunder
As we drank cold coffee from styrofoam mugs he tried to make me wonder
But what he said were lies I felt and all his feelings I knew
So he smashed my styrofoam mug and my craving for coffee grew.