l1vingdeadgurl

You keep me in your pocket
like some little trinket
you can pull out and play with
when all your friends have gone home

You're embarrased to show anyone
your dirty little secret
but you don't want to give
the mindless game up

I am wound like a top
with your littlest affection
smiles and giggles
eager to play and be played with

You'll put me away
for yet another day
I will cry for a month
And we will start over.