My skin is soft as leather
It would feel perfectly upon yours.
Yesterday I cocked a gun
Not really, I just like saying that word.
I’m a little naughty around the edges
But in a library can be a nerd.
I can be a nasty whore in your bed
Then a lady with your mom.
I’m the cure for what is right
And everything that is wrong.
Today I spent with someone
That may or may not really care.
I’m a believer that the heart is true
So I lie and flip my hair.
I’ll stand out in a rainstorm
Screaming at it to stop.
Then angry because we have no rain
Until someone calls a cop.
Crazed are my undertones
With a little sanity involved.
I’m not a perfect sense of loss
But I’m not a mystery solved.
If they said “who are you?”
Or “who do you want to be?”
I’m a perfect sense of disorder
Just honestly simply me.