Boxnite
I WAS MORE THAN JUST A BODY IN YOUR PASSENGER SEAT
AND YOU WERE MORE THAN JUST SOMEBODY I WAS DESTINED TO MEET
I SEE YOU GO HALF-BLIND WHEN YOU'RE LOOKING AT ME
BUT I AM
BETWEEN THE SECONDHAND SMOKE AND THE GLASS ON THE STREET
YOU GAVE ME NOTHING WHATSOEVER BUT A REASON TO LEAVE
YOU SAY YOU WANT ME, BUT YOU KNOW I'M NOT WHAT YOU NEED
BUT I AM
boxten but granite