Every time I go on my camera roll,
I drink your face in the way I drink from a bottle that’s been in the car for days,
The water is disgusting as it rushes down my throat,
But I kind of need it anyway,
Some sort of survival technique I suppose.

Every time I take a sip, I fall in love,
You ask me how that’s possible,
To fall in love with the same things that sicken you,
I just tell you that it’s not to save us both the trouble.

You absolutely wouldn't be caught dead with me during the day,
Lucky for me, your face is engulfed by darkness as we move,
I am so close to you that I feel like I might die on the spot,
Your hands explode, fireworks on my waist,
This is losing my youth in the most beautiful way.

I am standing by my car, chugging this water now,
And I can’t stop until suddenly it’s gone
And you're gone,
And my body is melting into this empty bottle,
I am trying so hard to figure out what I did wrong,
Because I truly thought that this time was different,
I really thought you liked me.

You ask me how that’s possible,
To not realize how much you put into something until it’s gone,
And I just tell you that it’s not to save us both the trouble