underneath the Texas Moon we made love in your car until
our bodies were numb do you remember there was a lady gaga
song on the radio and we smoked your last joint under the
purple sky well i wished you were better in bed and your
smile didn't remind me of my brother's but the size of your hands
really should have given it away and i felt like vomiting after still
it didn't occur to me to wish you were someone else so that's something isn't it