remember when i told you to feed your dog
alphabet soup if you wanted him to speak he was
a husky with one blue eye
and the other brown like dirt on the ground
he used to terrorize and chase my orange tabby
until we fell off the bed onto the carpet laughing
i watched you turn into a whisper
and i wanted to hear you so i thought i'd come closer
you told me that when i grow up i'll be just like my mother
i think you thought it'd be insulting but why's it so bad to smother
everything (everything)
and everyone (everyone)
you love with affection
remember when you said that you liked poetry
you had a bad habit and it forced you to condense things
you made sure your words never left a trace
you prayed they'd slip through cracks on sidewalks and holes in lace
you were 10 years old when you were in a state spelling bee
you misspelled Antarctica and you said it was embarrassing
you knew your parents would never let you live it down
you walked away from the podium tears staining shaky hands
i didn't mean to make you the receiver
of my miseries now you're thinking how can i leave her
alphabet soup if you wanted him to speak he was
a husky with one blue eye
and the other brown like dirt on the ground
he used to terrorize and chase my orange tabby
until we fell off the bed onto the carpet laughing
i watched you turn into a whisper
and i wanted to hear you so i thought i'd come closer
you told me that when i grow up i'll be just like my mother
i think you thought it'd be insulting but why's it so bad to smother
everything (everything)
and everyone (everyone)
you love with affection
remember when you said that you liked poetry
you had a bad habit and it forced you to condense things
you made sure your words never left a trace
you prayed they'd slip through cracks on sidewalks and holes in lace
you were 10 years old when you were in a state spelling bee
you misspelled Antarctica and you said it was embarrassing
you knew your parents would never let you live it down
you walked away from the podium tears staining shaky hands
i didn't mean to make you the receiver
of my miseries now you're thinking how can i leave her