She calls, I answer, our monthly interactions
I don't mind red lights, they give me time to think
Take me to a place so far away from your misery
Maybe it's easier, letting your lips make dents on my skin
 
And the face—what a burden to carry
You light fires as you walk into rooms
 
I can't remember your birthday, it might have been close to June
I'm too far gone when you spoke, words blended to your friends walls
and at times I miss the way you used to kiss me
 
So let's face the facts
Life's better when you're not around
But I'm dying tonight
Won't you take me out?
 
Oh, it's you, sunshine, all time