I'M DRUNK IN THE BACK OF THE CAR AND I CRIED LIKE A BABY COMING HOME FROM THE BAR (OH)
SAID, "I'M FINE, " BUT IT WASN'T TRUE I DON'T WANNA KEEP SECRETS JUST TO KEEP YOU AND I SNUCK IN THROUGH THE GARDEN GATE EVERY NIGHT THAT SUMMER JUST TO SEAL MY FATE (OH)
my inability to garden vs. my desire for a little patch of tomatoes & sunflowers & snap peas outside a cottage with green plants in the windowsill