Xiu Xiu

sorry I walked away when you told me what you were scared of the night that you turned 12 trying not to cry in front of your older brother he knows where I live, he's not interested I can't have nice things, like a boy who stays who stays around when

I know it's dumb to say, That you are on my mind. I know it's stupid to dream, That you might think of me as a man. I can loose my own tie knot, I can button up my own pants. I can buy my own cigarettes, I can pluck my own moustache. I read it's lame